human
What, Tom! the farmer sang out as soon as he had opened the door;
gpt
It's a comfort they're most on 'em females, he pursued, sounding a thwack on his knee as he settled himself agreeably in his seat.
human
It don't matter much what they does, except pinchin' in--waspin' it at the waist. Give me nature, I say--woman as she's made! eh, young gentleman?
gpt
You seem very lonely here,
human
Lonely? quoth the farmer.
gpt
Well, for the matter o' that, we be!--jest now, so't happens; I've got my pipe, and Tom've got his Folly. He's on one side the table, and I'm on t'other. He gapes, and I gazes. We are a bit lonesome. But there--it's for the best!
human
I hardly expected to see you to-night, Mr. Blaize.
gpt
Y'acted like a man in coming, young gentleman, and I does ye honour for it!