human
Twenty-five minutes, thirty-seven seconds, past six, Pickle. Rather early for breakfast. Well, I suppose we must take things as they are; but I am very, very sorry that they took away my old coat; it was a great favourite. And those things of yours, sir, are much too good to go climbing about tors and wading in streams. I wish that Count had knocked at my door like a gentleman and asked me, as he should. He should have had this suit instead. I'd a deal rather he had it than my old shooting jacket.
gpt
Ha, ha!
human
What are you laughing at, sir?
gpt
Uncle Paul eating his words.
human
What, sir?
gpt
You mean, uncle, that if Count de Saix had come and knocked at the door and asked you to help him, you'd have called me up and sent me to the prison for the soldiers.
human
Now look here, Rodney, that's impudence, sir, and--Ah! There's the microscope, and the slides and the glasses. Have they been disturbed?
gpt
No, uncle. Just as we left them. I almost wonder they didn't carry off all those hydras.
human
No, uncle.
gpt
Then don't give me any more of your impertinent allusions. Hum--hum-- hum! Half-past six. Very early for breakfast. But I begin to feel a little _appetitlich_, as the Germans call it; don't you?
human
Oh no, uncle, said Rodd, very mildly.
gpt
You said last night that we had eaten enough to last twenty-four hours.
human
Now, look here, Rodney, you had the impudence to tell me a short time ago that I'd got out of bed the wrong way. I am afraid it's you, sir, that have done that, and if you don't take care we shall be having a very serious quarrel.--There! Run, quick! That kettle's boiling over.