human
Where have I been to? she said, in answer to his interrogatory.
gpt
Why, I went to look at the New Church, which they told me was so superbe.
human
Methinks, replied the man,
gpt
Nay, Tyrrell, said the woman, as taking his arm they walked on together a few paces before me,
human
Two hundred pounds--twenty already gone!--in a few months all will have melted away. What is it then now but a respite from starvation?--but with luck it may become a competence.
gpt
And why not have luck? many a fortune has been made with a worse beginning,
human
True, Margaret, pursued the gambler,
gpt
What think you of trying some new game where you have more experience, or where the chances are greater than in that of rouge et noir? asked the woman.
human
Could you not make something out of that tall, handsome man, who Thornton says is so rich?
gpt
Ah, if one could! sighed Tyrrell, wistfully.
human
Thornton tells me, that he has won thousands from him, and that they are mere drops in his income. Thornton is a good, easy, careless fellow, and might let me into a share of the booty: but then, in what games can I engage him?
gpt
Well, thought I,