human
A gipsy! I knew it! muttered Mr. Harkins, shrinking involuntarily from her lurid glances.
gpt
Ugh! What a face! Looks like the witch in the play? Then aloud:
human
Get in, ma'am, and I'll take ye to town.
gpt
Go play your jokes on some one else,
human
I ain't a-jokin'. Nice time o' night this to stop and play jokes--ain't it? said Mr. Harkins, in a tone of intense irony.
gpt
This 'ere young man, which is a Hamerican from the New Knighted States, has paid yer fare to Lunnon outer his hown blessed pocket. So jump in, and don't keep me waitin' here in the wet.
human
Is what he says true?
gpt
Yes, ma'am. I'm happy to say it is, said Mr. Toosypegs.
human
Allow me to hand you in.