human
Why, Mr Rover, you're in luck, said the trader, examining the skin;
gpt
Indeed I do not by any means deserve such a reputation, said I, refastening my pack,
human
Go under a false flag! exclaimed Peterkin, in contempt.
gpt
Sail under false colours, man! That's what you should have said. Whatever you do, Ralph, never misquote a man. Go under a false flag! ha, ha! Why, you might just as well have said, `progress beneath assumed bunting.'
human
Well, accidental or otherwise, said the trader,