human
Most ingenious, said Eves, making a mental note of the position of the tank.
gpt
If it answers, I suppose you will make a tank to cover the whole of the ceiling.
human
Surely, and put it into every house, hall or church I build.
gpt
Johnson, where are you?
human
said Johnson in an undertone. Aloud he cried:
gpt
Coming, Mr. Noakes, coming! ... Belike you’ll bide here a bit,
human
I’m not keen on meeting your worthy mayor, replied Eves.
gpt
I’ll come down when he’s gone.
human
Look ’ee here, Johnson, began Noakes, irritably,
gpt
Why, bless ’ee, Mr. Noakes, ’tis only ten o’clock. There’s plenty of time to get the room comfortable warm by seven. The furnace is going, and you don’t want the place like a greenhouse, do ’ee? Folks ’ud all drop asleep.
human
There’s a medium, Johnson. I count on you to regulate the furnace so’s we’re cosy-like. ’Tis a raw morning, and ’twill be worse to-night. Keep the furnace going steady, and come four o’clock shet all the winders to keep out the night air.
gpt
But what about ventilation? If so be there’s a good audience you’ll have women fainting, and I don’t know what all.
human
There’ll be plenty of ventilation through the matchboard, said Noakes, looking upward.
gpt
Besides, we’ve always the winders to cool the air if need be, but if you ain’t got a good fire—why there you are! See that my orders are carried out, Johnson.
human
Very good. You shall have it like an oven if you like: ’tis not for me to say.