human
I tell thee, Seeta Ram, said the Patel,
gpt
I am glad he did not eat at my house; it is not pleasant feeding a man who has death in his throat,
human
I tell thee he is safe, retorted the Patel;
gpt
No, it is no business of ours, said the Putwari, settling to his accounts with a sigh which vexed the Patel.
human
No, it is no business of ours,