human
I want to get on the third, and then I'll try the fourth, thank you, I interpolated impatiently.
gpt
More-more! Faster, faster! Whew, this knocks spots out of the Ice Run!
human
Let him have his way, Jack, cried Molly, speaking for the first time.
gpt
Hurrah, the motor microbe is in his blood, and never, never will he get it out again.
human
Full speed ahead, then!
gpt
Seared is, of course, my heart--but unsubdued Is, and shall be, my appetite for food.
human
A little buttery, and therein A little bin, Which keeps my little loaf of bread Unchipt, unflead; Some little sticks of thorn or brier Make me a fire.