human
There was only one of them who was sanguine of success. He was an old man, an English poet....
gpt
Ah!
human
Ah! said Norman,
gpt
He has not failed, said Arnolfo, rising and laying his hands on Norman's shoulder.
human
He found you selling biscuits in an English village, and he swears that his feet were pulled to the village against his will at least seven miles on a hot summer afternoon, and all by the power of the Jinn! And now, though we feigned to reject you yesterday, you are the man we are going to make King of Alsander. And if we have to torture you into acceptance, King of Alsander you shall be.