conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do you know the first four paragraphs for a book with the title 'The General of the Dead Army'?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The General of the Dead Army
  The road was still descending, winding back down all the snaking curves around the mountains that he remembered from the ascent. But the bends were constantly growing wider, and the general had begun to feel that everything was finally untangling itself again, that calm was at last returning to his soul.
  During the descent he turned to look back from time to time. The mountains were further away each time. Their jagged outlines were becoming blurred, their threat was fading. The general stared back at them as though to say: "It's finished, your tyranny over me. I've escaped you, escaped you, do you hear?"
  He felt his last moment of fear precisely at the point when he thought they had finally reached the plain. The rumble of the engine dragged him out of his torpor and he was horrified to realize that instead of the plain he was expecting, a steep escarpment stood in front of them. Instead of keeping on down, the car was climbing painfully up to the gorge. He nearly shouted at the driver: Stop! Where are you taking us, back up into the mountains? But he was dissuaded by the peaceful face of the priest sitting beside him. Bewildered as he was, he could not take his eyes off the steep valley slopes he was making for as for an egress.
  Calm down! he told himself two or three times. On the roads of Albania sudden climbs and abrupt drops are common currency.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do you know three more paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The general, still half asleep, looked out of the window. The car had stopped by the side of a bridge. He could hear the sound of water rushing beneath it.
  The driver said something about having to look at the engine, then got out and slammed his door behind him.
  The beams of their headlights lay parallel between the sides of the bridge. The driver opened the bonnet, leaned in to peer at the engine, then came back to fetch some tool or other. He pushed at the sack, which was in his way, then pulled it out onto the road in order to lift up the seat.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: He pushed at the sack, which was in his way, then pulled it out onto the road in order to lift up the seat. The car had stopped by the side of a bridge. He could hear the sound of water rushing beneath it.
  The driver said something about having to look at the engine, then got out and slammed his door behind him.
  The beams of their headlights lay parallel between the sides of the bridge. The driver opened the bonnet, leaned in to peer at the engine, then came back to fetch some tool or other.The general, still half asleep, looked out of the window.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do you know the last two paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: With a touch of impatience they watched the progress of the aircraft as it taxied closer, while a woman's voice from the loudspeakers urged belated passengers to hurry. Shortly after, the roar of the engines became so loud, they might have gone on using the same words to complain - "It's cold", "Yes, awfully cold", "Terribly cold" - without anyone noticing the repetition.
  Nothing else could be heard and so it was, with the steam of their breath enwrapping heaven knows what words, that they reached the boarding steps. The wind continued to blow, without respite.