human
What's your name?
gpt
Me name One, massa.
human
One!
gpt
Yes, massa. There twelve slaves on board this ship, and all have figure names, me One, other nigger Two, other Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, and so on up to Twelve.
human
That's a queer idea, said our hero;
gpt
It is my opinion, exclaimed the professor,
human
Very true, replied Mont.
gpt
And don't forget the telephone, and the submarine boat the government is trying to build. It's a pity a man of such genius should shut himself up like this, though.
human
It is a pity,
gpt
What's worse, though, remarked Carl,
human
If he can,
gpt
Don't you be so fast, Stump, my boy, said Mont.
human
Keep your mouth shut, or you may get into trouble.
gpt
Very sorry, but I don't like such goings-on, and wish I was back again on the shore.
human
Will massa have some oysters stewed in whale's milk? he asked;
gpt
I'd rather you'd not tell me what the dishes are; it will set me against them if you do,
human
I feel better, he said.
gpt
Mister Number One.
human
Massa call me?
gpt
Yes. Where are we now?
human
We gone down, massa, and now we lie at the bottom of the sea.
gpt
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