human
See! see, granny! my new ship! Mother has give it me. A real frigate--with three masts, all red and green, and cost her seven shillings at Camelot Fair yesterday. He bore aloft a very magnificent toy ship. It had pennants at the mast-top and a flag at stern.
gpt
Granny! look! look! ain't she a beauty? Now I shan't want your drashy old schooner when I have my grand new frigate.
human
Won't you have your ship--the _Bold Venture_?
gpt
No, granny; chuck it away. It's a shabby bit o' rubbish, mother says; and see! there's a brass cannon, a real cannon that will go off with a bang, on my frigate. Ain't it a beauty?
human
Oh, Jonas! look at the _Bold Venture_!
gpt
No, granny, I can't stay. I want to be off and swim my beautiful seven-shilling ship.