human
Avast there, you lubber! said the sailor, who had felt it time to interfere.
gpt
What are you about?
human
I'll soon let you know, if you don't leave here pretty sudden. What business is it of yours?
gpt
It's always my business, said the sailor, manfully,
human
He wants to kill me. Don't let him,
gpt
That I won't, my lad. He'll have to kill me, too, if that's what he's after. He'll find me a tough customer, I reckon.
human
This is my boy. I shall beat him as I please,
gpt
I am not his boy,
human
Don't you be afraid, my lad. If you were his boy ten times over, he shouldn't beat you while I am by.