human
I ask but one thing, said Michel;
gpt
Cursed be the thing that has caused our projectile to deviate from its course,
human
Then cursed be the meteor which crossed our path.
gpt
What?
human
What do you mean?
gpt
I mean, said Barbicane in a decided tone,
human
I mean that our deviation is owing solely to our meeting with this erring body.
gpt
But it did not even brush us as it passed,
human
What does that matter? Its mass, compared to that of our projectile, was enormous, and its attraction was enough to influence our course.
gpt
So little?
human
Yes, Nicholl; but however little it might be, replied Barbicane,