human
God bless you, old grandfather!
gpt
May God grant that prayer, handsome youth! Where are you going?
human
I am going to old Grandfather Knowitall to get three of his golden hairs.
gpt
Indeed! We have been waiting a long time for just such a messenger as you! I must lead you at once to the king.
human
Ah, so you are going on an errand to Grandfather Knowitall! We have an apple-tree here that used to bear apples of youth. If any one ate one of those apples, no matter how aged he was, he'd become young again. But, alas, for twenty years now our tree has borne no fruit. If you promise to ask Grandfather Knowitall if there is any help for us, I will reward you handsomely.