human
I'd be a butterfly, born in a bower.
gpt
You'd be a butterfly!
human
Yes, sir, he'd be a butterfly, and I don't see why he shouldn't very soon. His legs are gone, and his wings aren't come: so he's a grub now, and that, you know, is the next thing to it. What a funny old beggar it is, father--aren't it?
gpt
Tom, Tom, go forward, sir; we must shoot the bridge.
human
Shoot! exclaimed the Dominie;
gpt
You aren't afraid of fire-arms, are ye, sir?
human
Nay, I said not that I was afraid of fire-arms; but why should you shoot?
gpt
We never could get on without it, sir; we shall have plenty of shooting, by-and-by. You don't know this river.
human
Indeed, I thought not of such doings; or that there were other dangers besides that of the deep waters.
gpt
Go forward, Tom, and don't be playing with your betters, cried old Tom.
human
Never mind him, sir, he's only humbugging you.
gpt
Explain, Jacob. The language of both old Tom and young Tom are to me as incomprehensible as would be that of the dog Tommy.
human
Or as your Latin is to them, sir.
gpt
True, Jacob, true. I have no right to complain; nay, I do not complain, for I am amused, although at times much puzzled.
human
Did you ever hear tell of a jolly young waterman?
gpt
No, I never did,