human
What was he saying to you?
gpt
Oh, I don't know--about a son in the army, six foot three, knock the stuffing out of anybody. Says he's been divorced.
human
He's a lazy good-for-nothing, that night-watchman, he said.
gpt
It's a wonder to me youse fellows on the lower deck don't fix him. These last nights now we haven't had a dacent sleep for him waking Rafferty. He laughed.
human
I hear Rafferty says to him: 'Don't you waken me,' he says, 'if there are only one or two loose. Waken me if there's more than half-a-dozen.' Mike paused, and then added:
gpt
But there always is half-a-dozen.
human
Oh, I know what it is, said Mike.
gpt
Some of youse slips out at night and loosens them, so as to get back on Rafferty for treating you the way he does. It's cutting off your nose to spite your face, bringing Rafferty in at twilve, at wan, at two, and at three, roaring like hill for you to tumble up, and wakenin' us all. What was he after saying now, shoving his face at you, me lad, and waving his tusks at you in the wind? Was it about his tall son that has the strong arm?
human
He says he was divorced,
gpt
Divorced, is it? answered Mike.
human
He must have been married then, so there wouldn't be any truth in what I would be calling his lad to him if he comes along to me talking about him and his strong arm, and hinting what he would be after doing, and him thousands of miles away. His voice growled on.
gpt
Did he tell ye what he was divorced for?
human
No.
gpt
Indade, he was divorced for laziness,
human
Are these men talking about me?
gpt
Ask them,
human
I'm only asking you a simple question.