human
I don't know what the words mean, said the personage under his breath.
gpt
I don't believe I want to know. I fancy every one fits his own words to it.
human
Or his own need, said Richard King's wife. She slipped her hand into her husband's. The melody rose and fell, sobbed and soared. Honor drew closer to Jimsy and he put his arm about her and held her hard.
gpt
Yes, he whispered.
human
I know.