human
Don't you remember me, Frank, he said,
gpt
Harry Holl,
human
It was as Harry Holl that you knew him, but we have since found out that he is my grandson, the son of my daughter Ella,
gpt
Then you are my cousin, Frank said, advancing and shaking Harry's hand;
human
Let us sit down by the fire, Frank, for the evening is chilly, and then I will tell you all about it. But first, how about that enormous brute of a dog, who doesn't seem to have made up his mind whether the proper thing is not to devour us at once.
gpt
Come, Turk, good dog, these are friends of mine.