human
Turned rather cold,
gpt
Who?
human
I mean the weather's turned rather cold.
gpt
Poor chap, pity he don't wear a top-coat.
human
I say, said Doubleday, who had, to my great discomfort, been making a tour of discovery round the room,
gpt
Why you old ass, that's not Peace and Plenty, it's a Storm at Sea.
human
Well, I don't care who it is, it's rattling good likenesses of them. Hullo, Twins, don't you be going to sleep, do you hear?