human
You are the very man we want, laughed Miles, turning towards him.
gpt
Now pull yourself together, Doctor. Do you call our friend, Mr. Edmonstone here, sane or not?
human
You said that he was not,
gpt
And you agreed with me?
human
I said I thought----
gpt
You said you thought! Well, never mind; I call him sane--practically; only under a delusion. But we will test him. You charge me with being a certain Australian bushranger, Mr. Edmonstone. Of course you have some evidence?