human
Not much, if anything at all. It's a particularly private affair, for the present. It's a queer operation, too. I may not handle a knife, tie an artery, or stitch up a wound--may do less than I ever did in my life on such an occasion, yet--I'll be hanged if I'm not feeling as owly about it as if it were the first time I ever expected to see blood.
gpt
Red, have you been working too hard lately?
human
Not a bit. I'm fit as a fiddler. Don't worry, love. I've no business to talk riddles to you, of all people. But for a peculiar reason I'm horribly anxious about the outcome of to-morrow's experiment, and had to work it off somehow. Just promise me that when you say your prayers to-night you'll ask the good God not to let me be mistaken in forcing a situation I may not be able to control.
gpt
I will,