human
Man, Davie, interrogated one of the crofters in a broad Orkney dialect,
gpt
Starving you, Tam, returned Flett.
human
Nay, nay, lad, we'll see ye dinna starve. Come aboard, lad, and let's know what you're needing. We have everything you can want, from a needle to an anchor. So just name it and you'll get it.
gpt
We're needing none o' your anchors, said the crofter in a matter-of-fact tone as he climbed up the schooner's side,
human
Needles, 1d.