human
What on arth be you a-doing here, Harry? Mrs. Holl asked.
gpt
Do you know our new gaffer?
human
Yes, mother, I know him. Captain Bayley has had some business with him, and asked me to come down here to see him. You are to sit down until he comes.
gpt
But that will never do, Harry. Why, what would he think of us if he comes in and finds us sitting down in his parlour just as if the place belonged to us?
human
It's all right, mother, I will make it right with him; he's a good fellow, is the new gaffer--a first-rate fellow.
gpt
Is he, now? John asked, interested, as he and Sarah, seeing nothing else to do, sat down.
human
And his name is John Holl, just the same as mine?
gpt
Just the same, John, and he's not unlike you either. Now, when I tell you what a kind action he did once, you will see the sort of fellow he is. Once, a good many years ago, when he wasn't as well off as he is now, when he was just a hard-working man, earning his weekly pay, a poor woman with a child fell down dying at his door. Well, you know, other people would have sent for a policeman and had her taken off to the workhouse, but he and his wife took her into their house and tended her till she died.
human
That was a right-down good thing,
gpt
And more than that, John, Harry went on,