human
See, said the Bee,
gpt
continued he,
human
I am witness that you have not their nature.
gpt
Their nature! interrupted the Butterfly, half offended at being mentioned together,
human
Indeed, replied the Bee,
gpt
I have seen some tokens of it myself; the flowers are not in such plenty, and as their faded leaves fall off, no young buds are seen to supply their place; however, such is the use which we have made of the summer, that we are not afraid to look forward to the time when every outward resource shall fail: but, my friend, I fear you are of too delicate a frame to live through the winter, though the place of your retreat be ever so warm; but have you not thought of where you will retire to?
human
A place to die in is easily found, replied the Butterfly,
gpt
Do not speak so, returned the Bee,
human
Thank your kindness, returned the short-lived insect,
gpt
As long as it can be useful, said the Bee, interrupting him,
human
added he;
gpt
I will not,