human
Mind, quoth Hippias, with a half-seduced smile,
gpt
Light food and claret! Regular meals and amusement! Lend your heart to all, but give it to none! exclaims young Wisdom, and Hippias mutters,
human
Yes! yes!
gpt
Love ruins us, my dear boy,
human
The love of Monsieur Francatelli, It was the ruin of--et coetera.
gpt
Really, my dear boy! I never saw you so excited.
human
It's the railway! It's the fun, uncle!
gpt
Ah! Hippias wagged a melancholy head,