human
But how about Mr. Fonda? I demanded,
gpt
I shall ask his permission to serve my country.
human
A-horse, Penelope? Or do you march with fire-lock and knapsack and a well-floured queue?
gpt
Come, said I,
human
No need of me, sir?
gpt
Surely, surely, but not yet to such a pass that we strap a bayonet on your thigh. Sew for us. Knit for us----
human
Sir, for three years I have done so, foreseeing this hour. I have knitted many, many score o' stockings; sewed many a shirt against this day that is now arrived. I have them in Mr. Fonda's house, against my country's needs. All, or a part, are at your requisition, Mr. Drogue.