human
Eh! he exclaimed with heavy joviality,
gpt
The man has gone away, Padraig, said she;
human
You are telling me a fine story, Eileen, said he,
gpt
It was a bit of both, Padraig.
human
The time to get good news, said Patsy,
gpt
News need not be good or bad, but only news, she replied,
human
Do you have a good life going by yourself about the country and making acquaintances where you please?
gpt
I have the life I like, she answered,
human
Tell me the reason you never let himself make love to you when he wants to make it?
gpt
He is a domineering man, said she,
human
He has a great love for you.
gpt
He has a great hate for me. He loves me the way a dog loves bones, and in a little while he'd kill me in a lonely place with his hands to see what I would look like and I dying.
human
That's the kind of man you are to me, Padraig, although you're different to other people.
gpt
I am not that sort of man, but it's yourself is like that. I tell you that if I took a woman with me I'd be staunch to her the way I was with the mother of the girl there, and if you were to come with me you wouldn't have any complaint from now on.
human
I know every thing I'm talking about, she replied sternly,