human
Let the dust lie, let it lie, she cried, almost shrilly. And as Dominic turned to her, surprised at her vehemence, she added,
gpt
Yes, it's safest so. Let it lie till it grows thick, carpeting all the surface, so that, treading on it, one's footsteps are muffled, making no sound!
human
There you go, face downwards, every man Jack of you, she said.
gpt
And, for all I care, there you may stay.
human
You may not grasp the connection of ideas--I don't the very least see how you should, and I've no extra special wish that you should. But you must just take my word for it that's one way of thickening the dust, in my particular case, and not half a bad way either!