human
At last, said Ali Dubh, smiling most unpleasantly,
gpt
I have again found you.
human
How on earth did you ever get to this island?
gpt
By means of the witch, the Arab replied.
human
I purchased from her two transport powders. One transported me to the Isle of Phreex, and when you then escaped me the other powder transported me here. But I cannot allow the gingerbread man to escape me again, because I have no more powders, nor any way to reach the witch who makes them. So, my dear John Dough, please accept your fate, and permit me to eat you at once.
gpt
That I cannot do, said John, firmly;
human
How selfish! exclaimed the Arab.
gpt
Who are you, to be considered before Ali Dubh, son of a mighty Shiek, and chief of an ancient Tribe of the Desert? Remember, sir, that when I have eaten you I shall gain for myself the priceless powers of that Great Elixir contained in your gingerbread, and will thus become the most powerful and most intelligent man in the world, besides living forever! Dare you, sir, allow your selfish motives to interfere with so grand a result?
human
I dare,
gpt
But you have nothing to say about it, continued the Arab.
human
You are not your own master. You belong to me, for I purchased you from Jules Grogrande, the baker, who made you, and I am therefore entitled to eat you whenever I please.
gpt
Nevertheless, answered John,
human
I will not be eaten if I can help it.
gpt
Ah! but that is unjust!
human
If to be unjust is to be eaten, said John,
gpt
Then, remarked Ali Dubh, sadly,