human
Whew! but it's strong! he continued, as the penetrating fumes greeted his nostrils.
gpt
Is it the truffles or the pate grass or the cheese?
human
I'm afraid, replied Alaric, sadly, as he slowly rose from the cabin floor and thrust a cautious hand into one of his hip pockets,
gpt
Cologne! cried Bonny, incredulously, as he caught the word.
human
If these foreign kinds of grub are put up in Cologne, it's no wonder that I never heard of them before. Why, it's poison, that's what it is, and nothing less. Shall I heave the rest of the truck overboard, sir?
gpt
Hold on! cried Alaric, emerging with rueful face from the cabin in time to catch this suggestion.
human
It isn't in them. It was in my pocket all by itself.
gpt
I wish it had staid there, and you'd gone to Halifax with it afore ever ye brought the stuff aboard this ship! thundered the Captain.
human
Avast, ye lubber! Don't come anigh me. Go out on the dock and air yourself.