human
No, Mr Terence, I'm thankful to say; but I axed leave of Mr Saunders to come and look for my fiddle. `To be shure,' said he; `it puts life into the men, and you may go.' So I've come, Mr Terence. If Dan Hoolan hasn't hove it overboard, I'll be after setting the men a-jigging this very evening, supposing we haven't to fight the French, or do any other trifle of that sort!
gpt
Be smart, then, Larry, about it, I said,