human
This is a fine sight, he said.
gpt
We have reason to thank God for this great mercy, in spite of all yon sour-faced sulky fellow may say to the contrary. He may satisfy his stomach with beef and biscuit--not a morsel of this fresh fish shall rejoice the cockles of his heart.
human
Not so, Captain, said Flora.
gpt
Let us test the sincerity of his profession by sending him one of these fish as his share of the spoil, and see whether his practice is equal to his professions of superior sanctity.
human
Faith, you are right! But he will never be such a d----d hypocrite as to accept it!
gpt
Try him.
human
What shall I bet that he will send it back, with a long sermon tacked to its tail?
gpt
Don't bet; you would be sure to lose; that is, if I judge that man's physiognomy rightly. There is nothing good or benevolent in his face; and the face, after all, is the map of the mind.
human
Well, I'll send it, just to please you. Here, Sam Fraser, take this fish to Mr. S----, with my compliments.
gpt
Well, Sam, did he condescend to take the wages of our iniquity?
human
Ay, Sir, and returns you his _best_ thanks. He has given Geordie Muckleroy a shilling to clean the fish for him, though it is Sunday. I think if you watch the stove, he will be cooking it himself before long.
gpt
The devil he will! Mrs. Lyndsay, you are a witch. I could have taken my oath that he would not have touched it with a pair of tongs.
human
Captain, you know little of human nature.
gpt
But the fellow is so religious.
human
So fanatical, you should say. That man never felt the sweet influences of Christianity. He deals in words--not deeds. See, here he comes! with a piece of the fresh fish to broil for his dinner. Let us go down into the cabin; the sight of us might chance to spoil his appetite.