human
Lodgings for a lady! Ripton meditated aloud:
gpt
What sort of lodgings? Where am I to get lodgings? Who's the lady?--I say! he addressed the mysterious messenger.
human
So you're Tom Bakewell, are you, Tom?
gpt
Do you remember the rick, Tom? Ha! ha! We got out of that neatly. We might all have been transported, though. I could have convicted you, Tom, safe! It's no use coming across a practised lawyer. Now tell me. Ripton having flourished his powers, commenced his examination:
human
Who's this lady?
gpt
Better wait till you see Mr. Richard, sir,
human
Ah! Ripton acquiesced.
gpt
Is she young, Tom?
human
Handsome, Tom?
gpt
Some might think one thing, some another,
human
And where does she come from now?
gpt
Comes from the country, sir.
human
A friend of the family, I suppose? a relation?
gpt
Ah! Ripton took a breath, and eyed the mask opposite him.
human
Why, you're quite a scholar, Tom! Mr. Richard is well. All right at home?
gpt
Come to town this mornin' with his uncle, said Tom.
human
All well, thank ye, sir.
gpt
Ha! cried Ripton, more than ever puzzled,
human
said Tom.
gpt
You'd better go by the letter, sir.
human
Better wait till ye see Mr. Richard, sir, and Ripton exclaimed:
gpt
Hanged if you ain't the tightest witness I ever saw! I shouldn't like to have you in a box. Some of you country fellows beat any number of cockneys. You do!