human
I ain't seen th' blighter, bellowed the captain, furiously,
gpt
Stop! stop! remonstrated Pence feebly.
human
We are all brothers in----
gpt
The lubber ain't no relative o' mine, hang him; an' y' too, fur sayin' so. Oh, Lister, Lister! Huxham swung two huge fists impotently.
human
I hate him.
gpt
Why? why? why?
human
he snorted, wiping his perspiring face with a flaunting red and yellow bandana.
gpt
But it don't matter nohow, and I arsk yer pardon fur gittin' up steam. My gel don't merry no Lister, y' kin lay yer soul t' thet, Mr. Pence. Lister! Lister! He slipped off the sill in his excitement.
human
I hates the whole damned breed of 'em; sea-cooks all, es oughter t' hev their silly faces in the slush tub.
gpt
Do you know the Lister family then?
human
Shut yer silly mouth, he growled, rolling porpoise-fashion across the room,