human
Help me up, lad, and set my back agin the wall,
gpt
You're a good fellow, said Molloy, looking up.
human
I thank the Lord for sendin' you to comfort me, and I _do_ need comfort a bit just now, d'ee know. There--I'm better a'ready, an' I'll be upside wi' them next time, for I feels, somehow, that I couldn't stand another turn. Poor Moses! I do hope that the interpreter is the liar he looks, and that they haven't treated the poor fellow to this sort o' thing.
gpt
Ay, here you are, cried the sailor, rising quickly and attempting to draw himself up and show a bold front.
human
Come away an' welcome. I'm ready for 'ee.