human
Measure it! Measure it!
gpt
Measure what? said Emile.
human
Has Taillefer's wine got into your head already?
gpt
That can be easily tested, said Emile, taking the skin and drawing its outline on a napkin.
human
Now wish, and see if it shrinks.
gpt
I wish for six million pounds!
human
Hurrah! said Emile.
gpt
And while you're about it make us all millionaires.
human
My dear marquis, he said,
gpt
I've been looking for you all the evening. Wasn't your mother a Miss O'Flaharty?
human
Yes, she was, said Raphael--
gpt
Barbara O'Flaharty.
human
Well, you are the sole heir of Major O'Flaharty, who died last August at Calcutta, leaving a fortune of six millions.
gpt
An incalculable fortune,