human
There are two hours and a half before daylight, said the enemy.
gpt
Are you willing to have that pistol pointed at you for two hours and a half, waiting to shoot you with the first gleam of daylight, or will you give up the note-book and come to terms with me, for our mutual safety?
human
I don't object, even after all that has passed, to marry you, and let you be mistress of the property, if you will only say yes.
gpt
Heaven grant me patience to keep quiet,
human
Are you there, girl, or am I talking to an empty room? called the man, with a bitter oath.
gpt
Have you slipped, with your confounded cleverness, out by some side door?