conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Nobel, Prize, DIV>The with the genre: Literature & Fiction, Dramas & Plays?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'Blood Knot and Other Plays'
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the first two paragraphs for this book.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Blood Knot and Other Plays
  This publication is made possible in part with public funds from the New York State Council on the Arts, a State Agency.
  Hey. I see it now. I do the bloody work—all day long—in the sun. Not him. It's my stinking feet that got the hardnesses. But he goes and makes my profit.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me four more paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Hell, man, why don't you get the broom in here? It's inches thick. I'm not fussy but this is the bloody limit. Just look at it!
  JOHNNIE. Hester, back in the land of the living. It's her all right. Large as life. Loud as... something. Bold! And not answering questions. The danger signal! Hold your breath and wait. What else? Think. Go back... back... all the days, right back, further than I've ever been... memories. Wind, as she said. Dust, and nothing to do... and Hester! I'm crying and she's got her fingers in her ears. Does that help me? Her fingers in her ears, and shouting or singing at the top of her voice to drown my crying. How does that help me? Or those times... saying nothing! That way of hers —can't sit still, ants in her pants and saying nothing. Hester with a scheme up her sleeve. There's a word—beer does it in the dark—Brewing! And then trouble. Without fail. She wants something. The letter!
  HESTER. All these years! Wasn't it learner-stoker once upon a time? At the Kroonstad Railway School? You had the forms to fill in and everything. Then I left. What happened?
  He's sleeping soundly. I gave him a dose of Wilson's Beef and Iron after supper. Instructions on the label. One tablespoon with water after meals. Here's the bottle if you don't believe me. Satisfied?
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the last five paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Everything! I want boggerall. It's my life but I don't want to feel it any more. I've held on tight too long. I want to let go. I want nothing!
  What's your big word? Freedom! Tonight it's Freedom for Lena. Whiteman gave you yours this morning, but you lost it. Must I tell you how? When you put all that on your back. There wasn't room for it as well.
  What way you walking? Veeplaas? Follow the sun, that's where it goes. Sand between your toes tomorrow night.
  I'm alive, Boesman. There's daylights left in me. You still got a chance. Don't lose it. Next time you want to kill me, do it. Really do it. When you hit, hit those lights out. Don't be too late. Do it yourself. Don't let the old bruises put the rope around your neck. Okay. But not so fast. It's dark.
  African and Afrikaans words and phrases are printed in bold, others in bold italic type. I would like here to acknowledge the assistance of Dr Elizabeth Gunner and the Reverend Barney Pityana in the compilation of this Glossary.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Delete the first sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: It's my life but I don't want to feel it any more. I've held on tight too long. I want to let go. I want nothing!
  What's your big word? Freedom! Tonight it's Freedom for Lena. Whiteman gave you yours this morning, but you lost it. Must I tell you how? When you put all that on your back. There wasn't room for it as well.
  What way you walking? Veeplaas? Follow the sun, that's where it goes. Sand between your toes tomorrow night.
  I'm alive, Boesman. There's daylights left in me. You still got a chance. Don't lose it. Next time you want to kill me, do it. Really do it. When you hit, hit those lights out. Don't be too late. Do it yourself. Don't let the old bruises put the rope around your neck. Okay. But not so fast. It's dark.
  African and Afrikaans words and phrases are printed in bold, others in bold italic type. I would like here to acknowledge the assistance of Dr Elizabeth Gunner and the Reverend Barney Pityana in the compilation of this Glossary.