human
I knew I was done for, he said, with a feeble smile.
gpt
I was surgeon enough to know it was a mortal wound. How long does he say I may live?
human
Two or three days,
gpt
So long? said the smuggler, a dark shade passing over his face.
human
I did not think to cumber the earth such a length of time. How does she bear it?
gpt
She has not heard it yet; she seems to have fallen into a kind of unnatural apathy. The shock has been too much for her.
human
Poor mother! he said, in that same tone of bitter remorse Ray had heard him use before;
gpt
Mother,