human
Good mornin'. You very good sleep, me hope?
gpt
Ay, that had I, a capital sleep,
human
Bees you hongray?
gpt
No, not a bit,
human
You muss heat, she said quickly, at the same time raking together the embers of the fire, and blowing them up into a flame, over which she placed a large iron pot.
gpt
Dick hims always heat well an' keep well. Once me was be sick. Dick him say to me, `Heat.' Me say, `No want heat.' Hims say, `You _muss_ heat.' So me try; an' sure 'nuff, get well to-morrow.
human
Well, I'll try. Perhaps it will cure me, especially if you feed me.