human
Here, I said roughly,
gpt
I'm--I'm--
human
Well, where?
gpt
Not--not wounded,
human
Then what's the matter with you? I cried contemptuously;
gpt
No--no, that--that wretch, Jarette.
human
What? cried Mr Brymer, with a mocking laugh.
gpt
What? `Wretch Jarette!' Do you mean your captain, my worthy young lieutenant?