human
Don't you worry, he said, as the other paused from exhaustion.
gpt
It won't be for long now.
human
Long? said Mr. Wright, panting.
gpt
First thing to-morrow morning you have a telegram calling you back--a telegram that must be minded. D'ye see?
human
No, I don't, said Mr. Kemp, plainly.
gpt
I'm not going back, never no more--never! I'm going to stop here and court Mrs. Bradshaw.
human
You--you can't!
gpt
I'm going to have a try, said the old man.
human
I'm sick of going to sea, and it'll be a nice comfortable home for my old age. You marry Bella, and I'll marry her mother. Happy family!