human
Fritz, said the host of the inn of The Seven Liars,
gpt
Take the advice of a fool, Peter Schelt. Speak low when you speak of him.
human
You think he can hear us. Why, he is a hundred yards off by this time!
gpt
There are magnetic lines, neighbours, connecting him with everything he once sets eyes on. He can see without seeing, and hear without hearing.
human
You speak in riddles, Fritz.
gpt
Put it down to your own dulness, Peter Schelt, that you cannot understand me. Master Lamont, now--what would you say about him? That he lacks brains?
human
A long way from it. Master Lamont is the cleverest man in the valley.
gpt
Not now, said Fritz, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder in the direction taken by the Advocate;
human
But are you sure I did it?
gpt
What matters? The great man got you off, and that is all you cared for. Look here, neighbours; if any of you have black goats that you wish changed into white, go to him; he can do it for you. Or an old hen that cackles and won't lay, go to him; she will cackle less, and lay you six eggs a day. He is, of all, the greatest.
human
Ah, said a neighbour,
gpt
What all of you should know, but cannot see, though it stares you in the face.
human
Let us have it, Fritz.
gpt
She is too fair. Christine, to a stout young woman close to him,