human
Oh, but you are absurd! she exclaimed, shaking his arm with characteristic vigour.
gpt
How can you be so disgustingly flabby? You're worse than old Squinny, who sends for Dad or me every other day to see him die. He's fearfully keen on going to heaven, but that's all he ever does to get there.
human
After that--good-bye! he said.
gpt
With your permission we'll keep this encounter to ourselves. But you certainly are a rousing evangelist. When you mount the padre's pulpit I'll come and sit under it.
human
It'll be all right, will it? she asked bluntly.
gpt
I mean--you'll be sensible?
human
So long, little sister! he said.
gpt
Yes, it will be quite all right. I'll continue to cumber the ground a little longer, if you call that being sensible. And if you think my chances of heaven are likely to be improved by your kind intervention, p'r'aps you'll put up a prayer now and then on my behalf to the Power that casts out devils--for we are many.
human
I will, Nap, I will!
gpt
Take care of him, please, God!