human
You've lost your bet, Jemmy, he exclaimed, giving Duff a slap on the shoulder.
gpt
Instead of going to England we're bound for the Levant, old fellow; so fork out. You betted a dinner at the Star, didn't you?
human
Well, suppose I believed your humbug, answered Duff,
gpt
I'm ready to give you a dinner at the Star; but if we don't go to England, I'm sure I don't know how you are to eat it; so I've done you, old fellow!