human
We'd better strike across the next field, said Miss Deriot.
gpt
There's a path that'll bring us out opposite _The Thatcher_. It'll save us about five minutes.
human
You might have been born here,
gpt
I was, said Agatha. She nodded towards a beech wood that stood a furlong away.
human
The trees hide the house. But we left when I was seven, and only came back to the County five years ago. And here's our field.
gpt
Shall I get over, advance ten paces, and gaze Into the middle distance? Or aren't you that sort?
human
I'd rather you gave me a leg up,
gpt
You know, I said,
human
Seven stone three in the bathroom, said Agatha.
gpt
Without stockings. Some rose-leaf.