human
I am not, he said,
gpt
Well, he said,
human
I guess there's not much more than twelve pounds in there, and it's for the major--tea and coffee and some special fixings from Vancouver. If he don't get it, he and Miss Coulthurst will come right down to drinking water. The freighter couldn't take more than a half-case of whisky in for him last time, and I guess that's not going to last the Gold Commissioner long.