human
Who's got all that land stretching away there; that little blunted sierra of pines and escarpments I mean?
gpt
Wardingham and Baxter share all those coppices, he remarked.
human
They come up to my corner on each side.
gpt
But the dark heather and pine land beyond. With just the gables of a house among the trees.
human
Oh? _that_, he said with a careful note of indifference.
gpt
That's--Justin. You know Justin. He used to come to Burnmore Park.