human
Thank you, Mr. Robson,
gpt
Isn't it enough, he yelled,
human
Property is robbery--
gpt
There is no one in the whole world, he shouted,
human
Ha! ha! good again! laughed Tom Robson.
gpt
I dare say you think people are willing to share like brothers in America? No, my boy; you would soon find out you were wrong.
human
Do you mean to tell me that workmen in America live like we do?
gpt
No; but they do what you can't do,
human
What do they do?
gpt
They work; and that is what you and no one else does here!
human
What's that about work? Do you mean to say--?
gpt
Hold your jaw! cried Tom.
human
Let the old un have his say!
gpt
You are quite wrong, Martin, said Begmand, and this time without stammering. The watery look of his old eyes told that the beer was beginning to work.
human
It's shameful of you to talk like that about the firm. They have given both your father and your grandfather certain employment; and you might have had the same if you had behaved yourself. The old Consul was the first man in the whole world, and the young Consul is a glorious fellow too. Here's his health!
gpt
Oh! broke in Martin,
human
I don't know what you are talking about, grandfather. I don't see that you have got much to boast of. What about my father, and Uncle Svend, and Uncle Reinert,--every one lost in the Consul's ships; and what have you got by it all? Two empty hands, and just as much food as will keep body and soul together. Or perhaps you think, continued he, with a fiendish laugh,
gpt
Martin, it's--it's--
human
Have a drink, old un,
gpt
Thanks, Mr. Robson,