human
A braw good day to ye again, Mr. Drummond, said he.
gpt
What'll yon business of yours be just about?
human
Why, the thing being private, and rather of a long story, says James,
gpt
I think it will keep very well till we have eaten.
human
I'm none so sure of that, said Alan.
gpt
It sticks in my mind it's either now or never; for the fact is me and Mr. Balfour here have gotten a line, and we're thinking of the road.
human
I have but the one word to say to cure you of that, said he,
gpt
Say it then, says Alan.
human
Hout! wha minds for Davie?
gpt
It is a matter that would make us both rich men,
human
Do ye tell me that?
gpt
I do, sir, said James.
human
The plain fact is that it is Cluny's Treasure.
gpt
No! cried Alan.
human
Have ye got word of it?
gpt
I ken the place, Mr. Stewart, and can take you there,
human
This crowns all! says Alan.
gpt
Well, and I'm glad I came to Dunkirk. And so this was your business, was it? Halvers, I'm thinking?
human
That is the business, sir,
gpt
Well, well, says Alan; and then in the same tone of childlike interest,
human
It has naething to do with the _Seahorse_, then?
gpt
With what?
human
Or the lad that I have just kicked the bottom of behind yon windmill? pursued Alan.
gpt
Hut, man! have done with your lees! I have Palliser's letter here in my pouch. You're by with it, James More. You can never show your face again with dacent folk.
human
Do you talk to me, you bastard?
gpt
Ye glee'd swine!