human
Sir, you must have ridden hard--I see your horse is a-sweat. Will you not come in and rest a moment?
gpt
Sir, come inside. I'll fetch you a drop of brandy, isn't it? I think you rode too hard, and the day that warm it might be June. She touched his arm lightly, almost commandingly. Ben stepped into the cool entry, and she closed the door.
human
Come into the parlor. I won't be a moment. Do sit down, sir, and be at ease.
gpt
I remember you did that when I was here before.
human
Yes,