human
Has the bed-bell rung?
gpt
My dear fellow, you've been in bed a fortnight, said he, bending over me;
human
Why are you here, then?
gpt
We couldn't go, old man. The fellows begged Draven to let them stay till you were out of danger, and he did. They're all here. This is Christmas Day, and they will be glad to hear you are better. But really you mustn't talk, please.
human
Tell the fellows to go home, then, I said,
gpt
Really, old man, pleaded Harrison, looking quite frightened,
human
Goodwill to men,