human
Now, said he,
gpt
I have one thing more to ask. I have been wounded, and for eight days my wound has not been dressed. Give me a few old rags, and you shall be no longer burdened with my presence.
human
I am in no haste for you to go, replied the priest, whose guest, notwithstanding his constant watchfulness, had conversed very entertainingly.
gpt
I know something of surgery, and will dress your wound.