human
Will you do something for me, Mr. Candlass? he said.
gpt
Will you keep half of this for me until we get back to Montreal? He divided off the half, but it seemed too much. Present needs were surely greater than future.
human
Well, I don't know--perhaps ye might take for me----
gpt
Better let me keep the half, Michael, said Candlass.
human
You'll only drink it.
gpt
Indeed you're right, replied Michael.
human
I'll only drink it.
gpt
It's a good idear, he said.
human
Will yer do the sime fer me, please?
gpt
I will, replied Candlass.
human
And look here--I want you two to promise me something. They looked at him.
gpt
I want you to promise me that there'll be no more fighting ashore between you. Let bygones be bygones.
human
That's a promise, Mr. Candlass.
gpt
How's the eye? asked Candlass, and looked, putting a hand on little Michael's head and raising the blind with a thumb.
human
It might have been worse, he said.
gpt
It might have been very bad.
human
Perhaps we both 'ad a drop,
gpt
Quite so, quite so,