human
Who are you? she asked in alarm,
gpt
Don't you alarm the house, he said,
human
What will you do?
gpt
I don't know. I won't harm you if you keep quiet.
human
What are you here for? asked Florence, fixing her eyes on the boy's face;
gpt
I don't know--yes, I suppose I am.
human
How sad, when you are so young.
gpt
What! miss, do you pity me?
human
Yes, my poor boy, you must be very poor, or you wouldn't bring yourself to steal.
gpt
No. I ain't poor; leastways, I have enough to eat, and I have a place to sleep.
human
Then why don't you earn your living by honest means?
gpt
I can't; I must obey orders.
human
Whose orders?
gpt
Why, the guv'nor's, to be sure.
human
Did he tell you to open that secretary?
gpt
Yes.
human
Who is the guv'nor, as you call him?
gpt
I can't tell; it wouldn't be square.
human
He must be a very wicked man.
gpt
Well, he ain't exactly what you call an angel, but I've seen wuss men than the guv'nor.
human
Do you mind telling me your own name?
gpt
No; for I know you won't peach on me. Tom Dodger.
human
Dodger?
gpt
Yes.
human
That isn't a surname.
gpt
It's all I've got. That's what I'm always called.
human
It is very singular,