human
It may be a relief for a short time, said Bilbil,
gpt
Oh, I hope not!
human
Never mind, said the King calmly,
gpt
They may be cannibals, in which case they will roast and eat us,
human
Who knows? answered Rinkitink, with a shudder.
gpt
But cheer up, Bilbil; they may not kill us after all, or even capture us; so let us not borrow trouble. Do not look so cross, my sprightly quadruped, and I will sing to amuse you.
human
Your song would make me more cross than ever,
gpt
Quite impossible, dear Bilbil. You couldn't be more surly if you tried. So here is a famous song for you.