human
It minds me of when Master Lionel come of age. I hopes they logs'll burn like that when Alferd is sittin' here, wi' a baby on his knee.
gpt
Solly acted very queer all day.
human
Did he now?
gpt
Hardly touched his nice dinner.
human
Well, well, times he takes a notion to scrummage in dustheaps, the lil' scavenger! 'Tis the male in him, I reckons. And far-seein'. He do take a squint into the future, seemin'ly.
gpt
He buries bones and beastliness all over my garden. I caught 'un wi' a cod's head, and cuffed his, I did.
human
I took the notion that he was worrying about--about me.
gpt
Did 'ee, now? Natural enough. You bide so ca'm as I be. Worry brings peevish children into this world. You sing a hymn, if you think it'll hearten you up. 'Onward, Christian Soldiers,' be my fav'rite.
human
I do love 'Abide with Me.'
gpt
You sing what you've a mind to. You be near your time, and must please yourself. Singin' helped me, but it druv my pore man to the ale-house. So I quit hymns, for his sake.
human
Was Mr. Yellam with you when your first baby was born?
gpt
My, no! What a queer lil' thing you be! He was carrier, wi' business to attend to. Men bain't wanted at such times.
human
I should like to have Alfred.
gpt
No, you wouldn't. Take that from me. I've a mind to give 'ee a sip o' currant wine.
human
She bain't too strong,