human
Gentlemen, the horses are ready. The innkeeper roared at the intruder, and the passengers cast angry glances at him. Chopin started from his seat, but was surrounded by his new friends. They begged him to continue his playing.
gpt
But we have been here some time, said Chopin,
human
Stay and play, noble young artist, cried the innkeeper.
gpt
I will furnish you the fastest horses, if you will stay but a little longer.
human
Three cheers for the young Pole.