human
The master be crazed, like, Dirk had whispered to the men as they came in with armfuls of fuel.
gpt
D'ye see his eyes? D'ye see the way he be runnin' up an' down, poor man?
human
Ay, an' his lad be where many o' your'n an' mine ha' been, eh, Dirk? said Hark Harby.
gpt
Mabby he ken tell what 'tis ter be losin' his own, an' no help fur it, eh?
human
Sh! said Dirk;