human
He shall die--the cursed English soldier,
gpt
Some other day will do, said McGilveray.
human
What does he say?
gpt
He says he'll give each of us three pounds of tobacco, if we let him go,
human
Y'are lyin', me darlin', me bloody beauty!
gpt
If we don't take him to headquarters now he'll send across and get the tobacco,
human
If he doesn't get the tobacco he'll be hung for a spy, said Johnny Crapaud, turning on his heel.
gpt
Do we all agree?
human
I'll dance a jig on yer sepulchrees, ye swobs!
gpt
I'll kill him very dead, said he,
human
he added, jerking a thumb towards McGilveray.
gpt
You tell him so.
human
I'll play a hornpipe, an' his gory shroud is round him,
gpt
You like a chew tabac?
human
Sing a song a-sixpence, said he,
gpt
said he,
human
McGilveray had now hopes of getting free, but if he had not taken a fancy to
gpt
Now the other, man-o-wee- wee! said McGilveray, and presently the two were drinking what the flask from the