human
Thank God, Eva, said Hayward, as he steered into the bay,
gpt
Oh, no, sir, I don't think as _my_ strength would fail, said Peggy, in a feeble voice, for she had overheard the remark.
human
Not that I shouldn't be thankful all the same, I allow--for thankfulness for mercies received is a dooty, an' most on us do fail in that, though I say it that shouldn't, but my strength ain't quite gone yet--
gpt
Stand by, Slag, to fend off with your oar when we get close in,
human
Have any of you got matches in your pockets?
gpt
Ye may well ax that, Bob, said O'Connor, using his own hands in the same way.
human
Cold, wet weather, and no house! It 'ud be death to the women, sure, av--
gpt
Here you are!