human
Have you got a young man in Salisbury?
gpt
Why should you think I have, Mr. Yellam?
human
It seems to me likely.
gpt
Well, I am fond of one boy. He's too sweet for anything.
human
Is he?
gpt
Yes, I'd like you to meet him. Maybe I'll show you his photograph one fine day. It's in my trunk. He's a sailor-boy, and at sea.
human
Ah. At sea, is he? My mother says that a woman is silly to marry a sailor. Why? Because, if you love him, he is always at sea, and if you hate him, he bides at home.
gpt
Then my boy, after he marries, will be always at sea. How miserable for his wife!
human
It is a fair warning.
gpt
For me, Mr. Yellam?
human
I mean, if you marry your sailor-boy.
gpt
But I can't marry my own dear brother.
human
One shilling, please, miss, and she slipped the coin into his ample palm, adding:
gpt
It's a new one. That brings luck, don't it?