human
If you don't give me an interview to-day, I shall take measures, I assure you on my word of honour. You can't treat decent people like this; you must understand that.
gpt
Don't go away, my darling.
human
Who could have written that? he thought.
gpt
Not Samoylenko, of course. And not the deacon, for he doesn't know I want to go away. Von Koren, perhaps?
human
Most likely Samoylenko . . . has been gossiping,
gpt
Somebody won't go away on Saturday.
human
A stupid gibe, thought Laevsky.
gpt
Friday, Friday. . . .
human
Ha-ha-ha! he laughed.
gpt
Ha-ha-ha! What am I laughing at? Ha-ha-ha!
human
How stupid it is! he thought, rolling with laughter.
gpt
Have I gone out of my mind?