human
My father is dying, he said simply.
gpt
I must go to him. Mr. Damon, will you fill the tanks with oil and gasoline, while I send off a message?
human
Oil and gasoline, murmured the odd man, while hundreds pressed up to congratulate Tom Swift
gpt
What are you going to do?
human
I'm going to my father in the Humming-Bird, said Tom.
gpt
It's the only way I can see him alive,