human
See! see! shouted the archers, as the boys tramped past the targets.
gpt
A wreck! a wreck! Ben Carver rescued from the briny deep.
human
Why this wetness, Benjamin?
gpt
Oh, that was acquired in my thirst for science.
human
Couldn’t be satisfied without going into it head over heels, eh?
gpt
Here, come to our tent. I carried your valise there, Ben, said Joe.
human
Your teeth are chattering now; I am going to get Jonas to make you some ginger-tea. That’ll warm you up, I tell you.
gpt
Here it is, piping hot. Drink that, Ben, and I’ll warrant you’ll be able to melt out the inside of an iceberg by just breathing on it.
human
Here, boys, pass this beverage around. There’s nothing mean about me. I always share my treats. This will warm you so much, you will love even the misguided wretch who invented logarithms.