human
I ain't goin' out any more this year, said the younger man, who rowed, giving a great shudder.
gpt
I ain't goin' to perish myself for a pinch o' fish like this --pushing them with his heavy boot.
human
Generally it's some warmer than we are gittin' it now, 'way into January. I've got a good chance to go into Otis's shoe-shop; Bill Otis was tellin' me he didn't know but he should go out West to see his uncle's folks,--he done well this last season, lobsterin',--an' I can have his bench if I want it. I do' know but I may make up some lobster-pots myself, evenin's an' odd times, and take to lobsterin' another season. I know a few good places that Bill Otis ain't struck; and then the scarcer lobsters git to be, the more you git for 'em, so now a poor ketch's 'most better 'n a good one.
gpt
Le' me take the oars,
human
You hold that sheet light, grumbled the other man,