human
If Jerry'd wanted me to get this Barry, he'd of said so, repeated Mac Strann.
gpt
But he didn't. He turned towards the dead face.
human
Look at Jerry now. He ain't thinkin' about killin's. Nope, he's thinkin' about some quiet place for sleep. I know the place. They's a spring that come out in a holler between two mountains; and the wind blows up the valley all the year; and they's a tree that stands over the spring. That's where I'll put him. He loved the sound of runnin' water; and the wind'll be on his face; and the tree'll sort of mark the place. Jerry, lad, would ye like that?
gpt
Mac, he said,
human
Eh?