human
That is my Cousin Ralph,
gpt
The first to the tryst, laughed Blake, as the new-comer dismounted and picketed his horse close to their own.
human
We have a wager that your folk will not be in Oxford within five days and a half.
gpt
For my part, said Ralph,
human
I have a hunger that eats inwards. Have you found nothing for the larder, cousin, all this time of waiting?