human
Oh, that must be the Indus, the King River of Vedic poetry, a wonderful stream, two thousand miles in length,
gpt
Can it really be the Indus?
human
It is indeed.
gpt
Then we have already travelled four hundred miles since noon across the burning plains of India, and we have reached the confines of this wonderful land,
human
Yes, we have indeed. We shall soon enter the native state of Baluchistan. See yonder, right ahead of us, I can already make out the highest peaks of the Sulaiman Mountains. We are already rising to cross them.
gpt
And this evening we shall cross the troubled territory of Afghanistan.
human
Yes, replied the colonel,
gpt
Persia, the land of enchantment,
human
And of the _Arabian Nights_, those wonderful tales which charmed our boyhood--the land of Aladdin, of the wonderful lamp, and the magic carpet.
gpt
The magic carpet, laughed the judge.
human
This is the real magic carpet. The author of that wonderful story never dreamt that the day would really come when the traveller from other lands, reclining in luxury, would be carried through the air across his native land, by day or by night, at twice the flight of a bird.