human
What are you skulking here for, Heft? demanded the sergeant angrily.
gpt
Come along, pig's head--the general wants you!
human
They're either in a high state of nerves, or I must be something like the real Carl Heft, he thought.
gpt
Not very flattering to one's vanity, but it might be useful, who knows? What on earth is going to happen now? I'm perfectly certain to give the show away this time.