human
Mr Dobbs,
gpt
Cosine of _X plus AB minus Z minus a half_; such must be the result, said the Dominie talking to himself.
human
Yet it doth not prove correct. I may be in error. Let me revise my work,
gpt
But how is this? exclaimed the Dominie, and he looked everywhere for his previous calculations.
human
Nay, continued he,
gpt
and then he cast his eyes about until they fixed upon me laughing at him.
human
Eheu! what do my eyes perceive?--It is--yet it is not--yes, most truly it is, my son Jacob. Welcome, most welcome, cried the old man, descending from his desk, and clasping me in his arms.
gpt
Long is it since I have seen thee, my son, _Interea magnum sol circumvolvitur annum_. Long, yes long, have I yearned for thy return, fearful lest, _nudus ignota arena_, thou mightest, like another Palinurus, have been cast away. Thou art returned, and all is well; as the father said in the Scripture: I have found my son which I had lost; but no prodigal thou, though I use the quotation as apt. Now all is well; thou hast escaped the danger of the battle, the fire, and the wreck, and now thou mayest hang up thy wet garment as a votive offering; as Horace hath it, _Uvida suspendisse potenti vestimenta maris Deo_.