human
Answer, man, he cried, with a scarcely perceptible tremor in his voice,
gpt
I went back, said Pound slowly, slipping his hand beneath his coat, and comfortably grasping the haft of his sheath-knife,
human
To whom?
gpt
To--your wife!
human
What!
gpt
Your wife!
human
You are lying, my man, said Miles, with a forced laugh.
gpt
She never came to England.
human
She didn't, didn't she? Why, of course you ought to know best, even if you don't; but if you asked me, I should say maybe she isn't a hundred miles from you at this very instant!
gpt
Speak that lie again, cried Miles, his low voice now fairly quivering with passion and terror,
human
You fool! she is here!