human
Lord bless ye, lad! he cried to Noll,
gpt
Too late?
human
Yes, brokenly,
gpt
Oh, Dirk, he said, as soon as he could speak,
human
I would have come back last night, but I got into the sea, and--and it was impossible. So I brought what I could this morning.
gpt
It be good in ye to care for the like o' us, lad. We be poor folks fur ye to look at, the Lord knows! What did ye bring fur my little gal?
human
My little gal never seed the like o' them, lad! She wur a tender thing, my little gal wur, and mabby ef she'd had a bit o' somethin' better'n the salt fish--Well, she be beyond meat and drink now,
gpt
Come, lad, step in an' see my little gal. She wur as white an' sof'-cheeked as yerself. O Lord! I might ha' knowed she'd never come up stout an' growin' like the rest,