human
I hope you can stand this food, he whispered, or rather croaked.
gpt
For God's sake, order anything you fancy. As for me, I can't even eat like you people. Asses' milk is what I get, and slops. Done for, this time. I'm a dying man; anybody can see that. A dying man----
human
Something, I said,
gpt
But I won't be carried out of this dirty hole (Bertolini's)--not feet first. Would you mind my gasping another day or two at your place? Rolfe has told me about it.
human
You must humour him. Heart-patients are apt to be irritable.