human
Hallo! messmate. I ax your parding. They don't leave room even for a scarecrow to go about in this here cabin. I'll stand you another glass. Give us your flipper!
gpt
All right, he said, laughing.
human
I don't mind the beer, and there's plenty more where that came from, but I fear you have done some damage to my fr--
gpt
Your _friend_. Out with it, sir. Never be ashamed to acknowledge your friends, exclaimed the shabby man, as he wiped his face.
human
Hold on a bit, he added, rising;
gpt
I'll have to change my shirt. Won't keep you waitin' long.
human
Another pot o' beer for this 'ere gen'lem'n,