human
All that is mortal of many a man has gone up that stack,
gpt
I'll take the worms for mine,
human
Back again now, said Greg.
gpt
I have the spot in mind.
human
That tall tree ahead on the right. Draw up in the shadow beneath it. There's a bend in the road a hundred yards ahead. Far enough to give him time to stop, but not far enough to give him the tip to turn back.
gpt
I don't like this job,