human
Master, shall I fetch your stuff from ship-board _now_?
gpt
I leave myself, my friends, and all for love.
human
But what said she? _did she nod?_
gpt
Yet he of all the rest I think best loves ye.
human
That I might sing it, madam, to a tune.
gpt
Let's see your song. _Why_, how now, minion!
human
You do not _like it_!--No, madam, it is too sharp.
gpt
I see you have a month's mind to them.