human
Can you work a donkey-engine?
gpt
I might manage, answered Scholar.
human
Looks fairly simple, if you show me how. Hate machinery, all the same.
gpt
You?
human
I guess,
gpt
All right, Mike. Get busy there--get up that hay.
human
Push.
gpt
O! said Cockney, suddenly. This was to the man in the long coat. He stood aside to let him go down with plenty of space to manage his coat-tails and the buckles of his leggings. Even Rafferty slackened his grip on the wire rope, put a steadying hand on the top of the ladder, and watched the descent with an
human
Aisy, me lad!
gpt
Out below! went the cry above. Somebody below yelled up:
human
All right! I'll paste you later when I see you! --
gpt
Get on with your work! roared Rafferty.
human
I see you sitting there on them bales underneath. Roll them out. Up came the bales, and down anon swung the hooks; up again came the bales. Once the hooks slipped, the bales fell, one nearly on a man. At that Candlass disappeared from the main deck, reappeared presently on the lower deck, went over the hatch-side half-way down the ladder, and stood there looking at the gang below. Rafferty made no objection.
gpt
A dirty, drunken crowd, was all he volunteered.
human
It would sober some of them to have a bale on their head. Candlass climbed up again after exerting his influence by merely being there, and flicking his hands together as he came to the deck, remarked:
gpt
They'll all be sober before long, and no excuse. This saying was passed round from one to another. It suggested, as those who knew Candlass of yore agreed, that Candlass had his own point of view, and that only upon a man who had full use of his faculties would he be utterly severe in case of wrong-doing. Those whom he had
human
Let me have an axe up,