human
Who's dar now, I'd like ter know?
gpt
A mighty polite beginning, muttered Ranty--then raising his voice--
human
Ugh! might have known it was a Lawless! Never seed such a rampageous set--comin' and rousin' people out der beds dis hour de night. Fust de sister, den de brudder; fust de 'un, den de udder, scolded Lucy, quite unconscious she was making poetry;
gpt
To get in, you sooty goblin! shouted Master Ranty, in a rage.
human
Come down and open the door, and let us in; don't stand there asking questions.
gpt
Belay your jawing tackle!
human
Deed, I won't den! Does yer tink I's no sort o' 'steem for myself to go lettin' in men dis hour de night? I hasn't lived forty odd years to come to dis in my old ages o' life.