human
Christmas comes, And Christmas goes.
gpt
You are her son?
human
What are you going to do?
gpt
Bury her.
human
In the cemetery?
gpt
I have no money--if you would help me----
human
I am too weak, said the man, sinking gradually to the ground.
gpt
I am wounded. For two days I have not eaten or slept. Has no one been here to-night?
human
Listen, said he, in a voice growing feebler,
gpt
I too shall be dead before morning. Twenty paces from here, beyond the spring, is a pile of wood; put our two bodies on it, and light the fire.
human
Then, if nobody comes, you are to dig here; you will find a lot of gold, and it will be all yours. Study!
gpt
I die without seeing the light of dawn on my country. You who shall see it and greet it, do not forget those who fell in the night!