human
For look now, Señor, said he,
gpt
There he reached out to grasp my hand.
human
Thus, Señor, should this be my last night of life, the which is very like, know that my gratitude is of the nature that dieth not.
gpt
Sir, said I, his hand in mine and the night deepening about us,
human
I am a very solitary man and you came into my life like a very angel of God (an there be such) when I stood in direst need, for I was sick of my loneliness and in my hunger for companionship very nigh to great and shameful folly. Mayhap, whiles you grow back to strength and health, I will tell you my story, but this night you shall sleep safe--so rest you secure.