human
S'bad, muttered Hugo Van Diest.
gpt
S'bad business. Must tink all the time and be worried by dese things. For God's sake you don't fidget. You tink all the suffering was wit you, but it was inside of me where the pain live.
human
Ha ha!
gpt
Discomfort is nutting. I haf before me the prospec' to be beat. It wass the torture to be beat. You know that.
human
Not yet.
gpt
Mus' be taught.
human
Ha ha!
gpt
Don't fidget!
human
Don't smoke!
gpt
I shmoke on purpose.
human
And I fidget on purpose.
gpt
Ach! Ach! Ach!
human
I make you to speak! I make you to speak! What if I burn you with my cigar--what if I---- he stopped abruptly and dropped his voice almost to a whine.
gpt
You don't know how goot I make myself to you. I wass a very kind man. At my home I keep the birds.
human
Poor darlings,
gpt
The canaries; and you look what I haf here. A portrait of my little granddaughter Sibelle. She sit on my knee the Sunday afternoon and listen to the tale of Hansell and Grethel. She call me Grandparkins.
human
I'm not sitting on anyone's knee, Grandparkins,
gpt
You pay very heavy to make fun of my heart, Mister Barraclough. If you haf any senses at all you know that all mens wass the two mens--the home man and the business man--and the one hass nothing to do with the udter.
human
Leave it at that, said Richard.
gpt
I'm not feeling altogether at home just now.
human
That was your last word?
gpt
My last word.
human
So! said Van Diest.
gpt
So! His eyebrows went up and down and he seemed lost in thought for a moment. Finally:
human
You go into the bedroom now please.