human
Ah! said old Hathaway, as he gazed upon the man's face, after pouring a draught of hot cider down his throat;
gpt
I surely know that countenance.
human
See, he's coming to, said Dame Hathaway;
gpt
said Hathaway, after regarding the prostrate form;
human
I thought I knew that face. Dame, said he, calling his wife aside,
gpt
And who then is it, husband?
human
whispered Hathaway,
gpt
Gad be here said Dame Hathaway,
human
Right, said Hathaway;