human
Well—it is simply this, you know—they are strangers—I mean—I suppose that neither your father nor any of the family have met them—they seemed somehow like strangers—unusual looking—and—and I shouldn’t like to be the first. Leave me out, there’s a good boy!
gpt
Why?
human
Well, look here, Vin; I may be wrong; but aren’t these new friends somehow connected with your being so much away from home of late—with your being in those lodgings? Was it there you made their acquaintance?
gpt
If you want to know, I saw them first at Lord Musselburgh’s,