human
I forgot no part of your orders, sir, rejoined Roswell.
gpt
It was my duty to obey them, and I believe I have done so to the letter--
human
Stop, Gar'ner, interrupted the dying man--
gpt
Certainly not, sir. These skins are all our own--were taken, cured, stowed, and brought home altogether by ourselves. There is a lot of skins belonging to the Vineyarders, stowed away in the house, which is yours, deacon, and which it would well pay any small craft to go and bring away. If anybody is to claim salvage, it will be ourselves. No salvage was demanded for the loss off Cape Henlopen, I trust?
human
No, none--Daggett behaved what I call _liberal_ in that affair, --half the critics of the day would use the adjective instead of the adverb here, and why should Deacon Prates English be any better than his neighbours?--
gpt
There are secrets in all families. These secrets the world commonly affects to know all about, but we think few will have reached the age of threescore without becoming convinced of how much pretending ignorance there is in this assumption of the world.
human
is a significant saying of our old friends, the French, who know as much of things, in practice as any other people on the face of the earth; but
gpt
Is the door shut? asked the deacon, tremulously, for eagerness, united to debility, was sadly shaking his whole frame.
human
See that the door is shut tight, Mary; this is our own secret, and nurse must remember that.
gpt
Now, Gar'ner, resumed the deacon,