human
Be off with you, Dollops, and have a look at the river, said Cleek from the shelter of the open doorway, as Dollops wended his way slowly down the path to the wicket-gate which led out on to the road.
gpt
And see what fish be in those waters. And if you don't come home with a twenty-pounder, you're no angler, my lad!
human
Right you are, sir. As Mr. Asquith says, better 'wait and see.' And if I don't bring 'ome a twenty-pounder, I'll bring 'ome a twenty-yarder, at any rate. Fer I'm a fair dabster for eels every time.
gpt
Sounds more like boa constrictors and the jungle than Highland rivers and modest eels, retorted Cleek, laughing heartily.
human
And I'm paying a call at the Castle and making my respects to Miss Duggan. So if I'm not back for lunch, Dollops, don't fancy dreadful things and imagine I've been consumed by the ghost-lady who haunts those lovely turrets and towers, but come home and wait for me.