human
the Master heard him cry.
gpt
What have you found, Lieutenant? shouted the Master, letting the simoom drive him toward the wady. In their excitement none of the men would yet take cover, lie down and hide their faces under their coats as every dictate of prudence would have bidden.
human
Who is it, now? What--
gpt
Ah, my Captain! Ah! the pity of it! Behold!
human
Tell me, Leclair! Who, now?