human
Oh, faith now, but that's a damned shame, sir! Bohannan protested, rubbing an ugly welt on his brow. His voice was thick, dull, unnatural. Madness glimmered in his blinking eyes.
gpt
With the blessed tongue of me parched to a cinder! And wine like that! Here, sir--take a handful of diamonds, or whatever, and give me just one little drink!
human
the Master ordered.
gpt
If you can't handle him, get help!
human
The major is right, sir, in spite of all! Good wine in our throats would make death less bitter. 'We who are about to die, salute thee'--and ask wine!