human
Hey! he said,
gpt
I don't want anything except beer, and that I can't get; and a light to this bothering pipe, and that I can't get either.
human
I'll get you one,
gpt
It's no use, said the truncheon, leaning itself up against the chimney and looking on.
human
I tell you, it is no use. His heart is so cold that it freezes everything that comes near him, You will see that presently, plain enough.
gpt
Oh, of course, it's my fault. Everything's always my fault, said Grimes.
human
Now don't go to hit me again (for the truncheon started upright, and looked very wicked);