human
Dark, cloudy night.
gpt
Regular thunderbolt behind that! he muttered as he measured the location and found it to come from the city's great hotel.
human
Enough there to send it round the world. Shouldn't be surprised to get the echo of it in a few seconds myself. The nerve of the man!
gpt
Hello, Curlie. Did you get that? Terrible, wasn't it? came the whisper.
human
But, Curlie, I don't think you need to bother about him. He's leaving in a day or two. He's going, far, far away. He's going north; out of your territory entirely. I know you'd love to catch him, Curlie, but it would be dangerous, awfully dangerous! So don't you try, for he is going far, far away.