conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the first four paragraphs for a book with the title 'The Scroll of the Dead'.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The Scroll of the Dead
  Collecting two spoon-shaped paddles from a rack on the wall, Phillips rushed ahead of us and threw open the double doors through which we progressed into the sunshine once more. As we headed towards the jetty we caught sight of Melmoth and Felshaw in their rowing boat some fifty yards from the island. They appeared to be deep in animated conversation, while Felshaw struggled with the oars. They were oblivious of our actions.
  Then came the launching procedure. With some temerity Holmes and Phillips, each grasping one of the fan-like appendages at either end of this strange craft, lowered it into the water. For a moment it rocked and bobbed uncertainly, knocking against the struts of the jetty and then, miraculously, it stabilised. One by one we boarded this untried craft. As we did so, water momentarily spilled over the deck and the whole boat bobbed unnervingly as it settled deeper into the water. It had the erratic buoyancy of a cork. Once aboard there was only a three or four inch gap between the level of the water as it slapped around the sides, and the level of the deck.
  I was not the only one to observe this fiery destruction. However, Melmoth had turned also to witness his handiwork. He was too far away as yet for me to distinguish his features clearly but I could see from his stiffened body and upraised hand that he had observed us following in his wake.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Add another sentence about Phillips, Holmes, agreed.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The Scroll of the Dead
  Collecting two spoon-shaped paddles from a rack on the wall, Phillips rushed ahead of us and threw open the double doors through which we progressed into the sunshine once more. As we headed towards the jetty we caught sight of Melmoth and Felshaw in their rowing boat some fifty yards from the island. They appeared to be deep in animated conversation, while Felshaw struggled with the oars. They were oblivious of our actions. 
  Then came the launching procedure. With some temerity Holmes and Phillips, each grasping one of the fan-like appendages at either end of this strange craft, lowered it into the water. For a moment it rocked and bobbed uncertainly, knocking against the struts of the jetty and then, miraculously, it stabilised. 
  It was quickly agreed that Phillips and I would man the paddles, while Holmes, a better shot than I, would stand in the prow ready to use his gun if the occasion arose. One by one we boarded this untried craft. As we did so, water momentarily spilled over the deck and the whole boat bobbed unnervingly as it settled deeper into the water. It had the erratic buoyancy of a cork. Once aboard there was only a three or four inch gap between the level of the water as it slapped around the sides, and the level of the deck. 
  I was not the only one to observe this fiery destruction. However, Melmoth had turned also to witness his handiwork. He was too far away as yet for me to distinguish his features clearly but I could see from his stiffened body and upraised hand that he had observed us following in his wake.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me four more paragraphs.. Start with the sentence 'The two soldiers grabbed Walker and hauled him to his feet'.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The two soldiers grabbed Walker and hauled him to his feet. With his good hand, Thornton thrust the empty brandy bottle before his face. For a moment, he thought the captain was going to hit him with it.
  Thornton threw the bottle down into the sand. "You disgust me, Walker. You realise that this is a court martial offence, and believe me I shall make it my personal duty to see that you are disgraced and kicked out of the army."
  Words failed Walker, but it began to sink in to his foggy mind that he had made a very big mistake – a life-changing mistake.
  Badger Johnson, so called because of the vivid white streak that ran through the centre of his dark thatch of hair, nodded and grinned.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the last five paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: When Harry Houdini is framed and jailed for espionage, Sherlock Holmes vows to clear his name, with the two joining forces to take on blackmailers who have targeted the Prince of Wales. 
  A young Sherlock Holmes arrives in London to begin his career as a private detective, catching the eye of the master criminal, Professor James Moriarty. Enter Dr. Watson, newly returned from Afghanistan, soon to make history as Holmes' companion... 
  Sherlock Holmes, Professor Challenger and Dr. Watson meet their match when the streets of London are left decimated by a prolonged alien attack. Who could be responsible for such destruction? Sherlock Holmes is about to find out... 
  In 1886, wealthy philathropist Lord Backwater is found beaten to death on the grounds of his estate. Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson must unravel the mystery by pitting their wits against a ruthless new enemy, taking them across the globe in search of the killer. 
  Written by future President Theordore Roosevelt long before The Great Detective's first encounter with Dr. Watson, Holmes visits America to solve a most violent and despicable crime. A crime that was to prove his most taxing of his brilliant career...