human
He will be sure to come home, said Ezekiel Pollard to her one night after supper;
gpt
Maybe, and I suppose tha'll be showing him around as though he wur a prize turkey. Ay, but I am glad about this drinking order.
human
Why?
gpt
Because else all th' lads in the town 'ud be wanting to treat our Tom; they 'd be proud to be seen wi' him, and they'd make him drunk afore he know'd where he wur. Our Tom never could sup much beer wi'out it goin' to his head.
human
Our Tom has give up that sort o' thing,
gpt
How dost tha' know?
human
I do know, and that's enough,