human
We can't be more than a hundred and fifty miles west of the Canaries, judged the major.
gpt
Sure, we can eat supper tonight in an oasis, if we're so minded--with Ouled Naïls and houris to hand round the palm-wine and--
human
You forget, my dear fellow, the Master interrupted,
gpt
Ah, sure, I did forget! admitted the Celt.
human
Well, well, a look at a camel and a palm tree could do no harm. And it won't be long, at this rate, before--