human
A dispatch just arrived, he said.
gpt
I took it from the chap for you. Sorry, but we've no time for this sort of thing.
human
Freddy, that pilot! Dave asked.
gpt
What--
human
Sleeping, the English youth cut him off.
gpt
No use for him, now. The dispatch chap is keeping him company. Front door locked, so no one will come in that way.
human
Then for the love of Mike let's get going! Dave cried.
gpt
You're wonderful, pal, but don't force your luck. Boy! Will you be snowed under with medals!