human
Why, Oscar, said his mother,
gpt
No, I aint weak, replied Oscar;
human
I bet you I can walk across the room just as well as you can--you don't know how strong I 've grown within a day or two. Come, mother, do let me get up, will you?
gpt
You are crazy to talk so, my son, answered Mrs. Preston.
human
If you should try to stand up, you would faint away as dead as a log. It will be a week before you are strong enough to walk about.
gpt
I believe you mean to keep me sick as long as you can, was Oscar's unfeeling reply.
human
I am tired almost to death of laying a-bed,