human
I am going to the mountain, Father Monhache, to get some dead wood. We have none at home, and my mother is ill.
gpt
Ah, so you are going to the mountain for dead wood, are you? Well, if I meet you in the village this evening with your fagot, I will close one eye and wink the other, do you understand? And if you ever tell anybody what I said, I will pull your ears. And he walked off with a shrug. He had not gone ten feet when he turned and shouted,
human
There is more dead wood in the copse of the Prévoté than anywhere else.
gpt
He is not such a bad man, after all,