human
Forgive me, my dear Haller, said Ransom,
gpt
I retract all. I assure you my remarks were only made upon the spur of the moment, when I was angry about those cursed leather breeches.
human
And I regret to have given you cause, I replied.
gpt
Come with me to my quarters. Let us have a glass of wine together, and we shall light our cigars with the villainous document.