human
The crisis of my life approaches! he said to himself, as a magnificent wave from below leapt eight hundred feet in the air, and fell, drenching him from head to foot.
gpt
I am fifteen years old next week, and something here, --here he laid his right hand on his left side--
human
Yes! cried Septimus.
gpt
Her father!
human
Belay there--haul in your mainslacks, and splice your marline-spike. Where are you coming to?
gpt
How are you?
human
Blooming,