human
At two this morning he had a bad turn, said he, his fingers having their way with the dusky locks.
gpt
The nurse gave him Van Horn's drugs,--he grew worse. I rose up and took charge. He laughed at the thought.
human
We had things doing there that would have made Van's hair curl. Everybody's hair curled but mine. Mine stood up straight. I waved my arms like a semaphore. I said _'Do this!'_ and they did it. I sent every one of Van's emergency orders to thunder and tried my own. They were radical--but they worked. The patient pulled out,--he'll live now,--I'll warrant him. They got Van there just as the thing was over. He and I looked each other in the eye--and I won. _Ah--h!--it was worth it!_
gpt
Oh, but I'm the hungry boy, said he.
human
Can't we have breakfast--_now_?
gpt
I want an opinion, said Burns, one night at dinner,