human
I'm up against it, in the hole, you know, much largee trouble, he amplified with many gestures, sitting on the side of his berth, and pounding out excited, incoherent phrases to the impassive figure opposite.
gpt
Company sent me out to collect money. My have spent all. No can go back home. Suppose my lose face, more better die!
human
I'm a thief! burst out Reynolds passionately, not to Tsang now, but to the world at large,