human
He's ill, master, she whimpered, clawing Durgo's rough tweed sleeve,
gpt
Do you think I can do so?
human
I can swear to it, master. You know much I don't know, and I know heaps as the Gorgios--my curse on them!--would give their ears to learn. Come, lovey--I mean master--help me in this and I'll help you in other ways.
gpt
Such as by telling us who murdered Huxham,
human
Me, deary! Lor', I don't know who killed the poor gentleman,
gpt
I said that I would let you come if you did not speak, he remarked in a firm whisper;
human
I won't say another word,
gpt
Who is watching your grandson?
human
A Romany gal, as I found----
gpt
That will do. I want no listeners. Call her out and turn her out.