human
I hear you're thinking of taking a trip to America, Barney,
gpt
True for you, ma'am--between now and Doomsday. I'm afeard it will be that long before I get the passage money together.
human
Why should you be so anxious to leave this beautiful country?
gpt
Why? exclaimed Barney, casting a shrewd glance at me.
human
Oh, then, sure it's meself that's had enough of beauty without profit. I want to go where I'll get paid for my work, and be able to hold up my head with a dacent hat upon it.