human
Mars
gpt
I'm very sorry, he heard
human
Mars Clayton say,
gpt
But you'll take good care of him, won't you?
human
Oh, yes; of course, replied
gpt
Mars
human
Mars Clayton was on his back. They were barely clear of Gray Oaks driveway before Pasha felt something he had never known before. It was as if someone had jabbed a lot of little knives into his ribs. Roused by pain and fright, Pasha reared in a wild attempt to unseat this hateful rider. But
gpt
Mars