human
One less, he growled.
gpt
It’s queer to see a man go round and round like a spinning top before he tumbles out of sight.
human
Was his news true?
gpt
Ah, that’s to prove. Liars speak truth now and then. Stands to reason they must break into truth, just time and time, by chance.
human
Why so grave, Mr. Metcalf? laughed Lady Derby, who was serving porridge from a great bowl of earthenware.
gpt
You are hungry, doubtless. There’s nothing else brings such gravity as yours to a man’s face.
human
I was thinking of last night’s sortie,
gpt
So that hunger, too, grows on you as on my other gentlemen? But, indeed, we propose to rest to-day. Even we have had enough, I think.
human
The news may be true or false, he said, looking down at them from his full height;
gpt
I find many kinds of admiration for you, sir, drawled Captain Chisenhall,
human
I’m just like my own homeland in Yoredale, assented Kit;