human
He wears a mustache guard. I offered him a cigar. He saluted: 'Thank you,' he said. 'Nevare I schmoke.'
gpt
They are the pets of the expedition, Grafton went on,
human
Huh!
gpt
Huh!
human
You don't know much about the army.
gpt
Six weeks ago I couldn't tell a doughboy officer from a cavalryman by the stripe down his legs.
human
Therefore, said Grafton,
gpt
I shall not pass judgment, deliver expert military opinions, and decide how the campaign ought to be conducted--well, maybe for some days yet.
human
You've got to. You must have a policy--a Policy. I'll give you one.