human
If there had been a wrestle with a robber, as I dreamed, said Obenreizer,
gpt
And armed too,
human
A traveller's dagger, that I always carry on the road, he answered carelessly, half drawing it from its sheath with his left hand, and putting it back again.
gpt
Do you carry no such thing?
human
Nothing of the kind.
gpt
No pistols?
human
Nothing of the sort.
gpt
You Englishmen are so confident! You wish to sleep?
human
I have wished to sleep this long time, but I can't do it.
gpt
I neither, after the bad dream. My fire has gone the way of your candle. May I come and sit by yours? Two o'clock! It will so soon be four, that it is not worth the trouble to go to bed again.
human
I shall not take the trouble to go to bed at all, now, said Vendale;