human
I don't want chucking down, I tell you, growled Bob Hampton.
gpt
Give's a hold of a rope and I'll drop down.
human
Yes, you pig, snarled Jarette, for I knew it was he now who gave orders, and now came full into sight, with the lights showing: his evil-looking face.
gpt
It's rope you want, is it? Hah, for two sous I'd have one round your neck and run you up to the yard-arm. Treacherous lying dog.
human
Stand clear,
gpt
Was you talking 'bout the rope for yourself, Frenchy?--because they keep that round the yard-arm for thieves and pirates, not for honest men.
human
Pig--cochon!