human
I feel sleepy--the heat, no doubt,
gpt
I can't say that I feel scorching,
human
You are used to the tropics; M. Demetrius is not,
gpt
You remind me of a horrid story my brother told me. An old Anglo-Indian was being cremated at Woking, and said that it was the first time he had felt warm in England.
human
A horrid story indeed, murmured Lady Jim, with her eyes on the expressionless face of Demetrius.
gpt
You shouldn't tell it, dear. Then she rose hurriedly:
human
Are you quite well, M. Demetrius?
gpt
Oh yes--quite
human
Oh! Mr. Askew--M. Aksakoff--what it the matter? His eyes are closed; his breathing--just listen!
gpt
Kind of fit, perhaps,
human
Don't--the man is ill! Oh, how dreadful! Loosen his collar--open the window. I wonder if he needs a doctor,
gpt
There might be one in the hotel, said Aksakoff, as Joan and Askew obeyed her directions. And from the tone of his voice she knew that there was one in the hotel.
human
It really seems to be a kind of fit, said Aksakoff, looking at the now unconscious man.
gpt
Yet he appeared to be quite well a few minutes ago.