human
I tell you, you're overdoing it, old man, and you must pull up!
gpt
Suppose we talk of that afterwards,
human
Not at all, retorted the dogged Jim;
gpt
I'll listen to you, Jim, but don't make me shut up my books. What have you got to say?
human
Just this; you're doing too much. I can see it. Everybody can see it. Do you think I can't see your eyes and your cheeks? Do you think I can't hear you blowing like--
gpt
Really--
human
Listen to me! went on Jim--
gpt
That's true,
human
Of course it's true, and it's equally true that you'll smash up altogether if this goes on much longer. Then what will be the use of all your achievements? What will be the good of them to your father and mother, for instance, when you are knocked up?
gpt
I _must_ work up to the Tripos now, pleaded George,
human
My dear fellow, how you talk! As if you weren't certain of a first class even if you were not to look at another book between now and then.
gpt
I'm not at all certain,
human
Yes you are, and if you hadn't worked yourself into an unhealthy, morbid state you would know it. No, old fellow, we've never quarrelled yet, and don't let us begin.
gpt
Certainly not. Why should we?
human
We shall if I don't get my way. Now tell me, what time did you go to bed last night?
gpt
Three, I believe.
human
No, it wasn't, it was four, for I heard you over head; and the night before it was three; and the night before that, if I mistake not, you didn't go to bed at all. Eh?
gpt
Well, said Jim, putting down his foot,