human
You are not well, Squire?
gpt
Well as ever I was in my life! only a little sick--have been several times lately; couldn't sleep either--haven't slept an hour this week.-- Don't know what it is.
human
What ducks of hounds those are! says Tom, trying, for ulterior purposes, to ingratiate himself.
gpt
How they are working there all by themselves, like so many human beings. Perfect!
human
Yes--don't want us--may as well sit here a minute. Awfully hot, eh? What a splendid creature that Miss St. Just is! I say, Peter!
gpt
Yes, sir,
human
Those hounds ain't right!
gpt
Not right, sir?
human
Didn't I tell you?--five couple and a half--no, five couple--no, six. Hang it! I can't see, I think! How many hounds did I tell you to bring out?
gpt
Five couple, sir.
human
Then ... why did you bring out that other?
gpt
Which other?
human
Why that! He's none o' mine! Nasty black cur, how did he get here?
gpt
Where? There's never no cur here!
human
You lie, you oaf--no--why--Doctor--How many hounds are there here?
gpt
I can't see, says Tom,
human
Can't see, eh? Why don't those brutes hit it off?