human
Doctor, will all your learning solve this riddle for me! I exclaimed.
gpt
Can all the Martian women be like this? She is beautiful of body and strangely warm and winning to the touch, but as cold of heart as the drifting snow that suffocates a poor lost lamb. She has had a strange influence over me; a puzzling, baffling attraction. A suggestion of something delicate and subtlely charming, which, when one seeks to seize and to define, retires icily behind the drawn curtain of her soul.
human
I hope you won't play the lost lamb to her snowdrift! he sneered, in a way that I resented.
gpt
One would think she had hypnotized you on the spot! And she must be in a trance herself, for she had not sense enough to fear us.
human
Those who have the most sense fear us the least!
gpt
But fear is our sharp weapon now, he answered;
human
Doctor, we make our peace at once, and fight no more with the brothers of this girl,