human
Queer, isn't it, uncle? I am quite dry in front. My word, how the rain did come down!
gpt
Messieurs will dine here?
human
replied Uncle Paul.
gpt
If you don't mind, Pickle.
human
Mind, uncle? Oh, yes, of course. I am horribly hungry.
gpt
You always are, my boy. Well, we must make the best of a bad business,
human
It makes a dreadful time, monsieur, said the smiling waiter.
gpt
Will he choose, or trust his servant to prepare a dinner upon the field of which the English milor' will be proud?
human
You speak capital English,
gpt
I have been many times in public in London.
human
Ah, that's right. Then give us a snug little dinner while we dry ourselves. But what's the meaning of all that upset at the barracks next door?
gpt
It is not quite that I know, sir, said the man eagerly;