human
Ay, it's far. Repent?--phoo! nor they wouldn't've got him, never, only he drunk hisself blind in a tavern and talked, so you see, dearie, it was the rum that ruint him, and never took a strap to me neither except he was in the drink, and that only once or twice. Repent?--why, didn't he spit on the foot of the gallows tree and cock his head at the sky to see a shower coming, and didn't he say to the ordinary: 'Ha' done canting and go to hanging, man, can't you see it's coming on to rain and must I catch a quinsy for King Charles' sake, God bless him?'
gpt
Maybe he repented later, Kate--I mean in the last moment when there was no way to say the words.
human
Not him. Why, didn't he wave a purse that he'd h'isted from the ordinary's own pocket, that he had--waved it and throwed it to the crowd and cried: 'Here, culls, drink me a remembrancer!' That he did, anyway so a friend told me that was there and seen it all, the which I couldn't be meself, being in childbed on his account--died, the little thing, and best maybe seeing it'd've had no father, and then me for the colonies, I suppose it was a long time ago.
gpt
Well....