human
Father, him no can lend money?
gpt
The Governor? Good heavens, no. There's not enough money in our whole family to wad a gun! They put up all they had to give me a start, and look where I have landed! Do you suppose I'd go back and ask them to put up a thousand more for my rotten foolishness? He knotted his hands together until the nails grew white then, seeing the unenlightened face below, he added emphatically:
human
No, no, Tsang, no can askee!
gpt
How fashion you losee money!
human
The money? Oh, belong gamble. Bet on ship's run. First day--win. Second day--win. Then lose, lose, keep on losing. Didn't know half the time what I was doing. To-day my settle up; no can pay office. A thousand dollars out! Lord! All same two thousand Mex', Tsang!