human
Struck, eh? said the old general when the two gentlemen were alone after dinner.
gpt
Has she wounded you, eh? Gad, sir! that woman has eight thousand pounds a year in the India Four per Cents. Would you believe it? Would you believe that any man could have been such a fool as to put such a fortune into India Four per Cents.?--with mortgages going a-begging at six, and the marine insurance companies paying thirteen! Well, my boy, what do you think of her? She was most uncommonly attentive to you, that I'll swear: don't deny it--now, don't deny it. Bless my soul! you marrying men are so sly there is no getting at you. Well, what was I saying? Yes, yes--will she do? Eight thousand a year, as I'm a living sinner!
human
Well, said he, modestly and yet critically,
gpt
Good-natured! Is that all you say? I can tell you, in my time men were nothing so particular when there were eight thousand a year going a-begging.
human
Well, well, said Mr. Roscorla with a smile,
gpt
Don't you be mistaken--don't you be mistaken! the old general cried.
human
You've made an impression--I'll swear you have; and I told her ladyship you would.
gpt
And what did Lady Weekes say?
human
Gad, sir! she said it would be a deuced good thing for both of you.
gpt
She is very kind,