human
Célestin has made his little pile!
gpt
I? oh, no! I have made myself good, that's all!--Come, Balivan, to return to your pretty neighbor,--do you want to bet my portrait that I don't succeed in seducing her?
human
Yes. But let us understand each other: if I lose, I'll paint your portrait for nothing.
gpt
Just so.
human
But if I win?
gpt
Then I'll pay you for the portrait.
human
Indeed! what a generous youth! Where do I gain anything in that, I wonder?
gpt
Messieurs, said Mouillot,
human
I'll bet something much more agreeable for the company. I'll bet that I get the little neighbor to come down here.
gpt
Ah! that's something like.
human
You said that she lived overhead, Balivan?
gpt
Yes.
human
Very good! just give me a hammer; I'll demolish the ceiling, and then the fascinating grisette will fall through.
gpt
Ha! ha! a famous method!
human
I say, messieurs, he cried,
gpt
Bah! a pile of money! he's lost his stake once.
human
Besides, my dear fellow, a man can't expect luck in everything. You have just come from a tête-à-tête in which a pretty woman has crowned you with myrtle! you can afford to lose your money.
gpt
And then, too, he pinched Crevette's leg!
human
And he has a swollen nose, added Célestin.
gpt
The fellow is lucky on all sides.--Some punch, messieurs?
human
With pleasure. I bet twenty francs.
gpt
I take it,
human
And I. Show down.