human
Common cabaret brandy, I am afraid, he said, pouring out;
gpt
How do you find it?
human
It has a coarse after-flavour, said Vendale, giving back the cup with a slight shudder,
gpt
You are right, said Obenreizer, tasting, and smacking his lips;
human
Look at that man! Don't you see he has risen, and is turning the pillow? Why should he turn the pillow, if not to seek those papers that are in your breast? Awake!
gpt
Vendale! We are called. Past Four!
human
You have been in a heavy sleep, he said.
gpt
The fatigue of constant travelling and the cold!
human
I am broad awake now, cried Vendale, springing up, but with an unsteady footing.
gpt
Haven't you slept at all?
human
I may have dozed, but I seem to have been patiently looking at the fire. Whether or no, we must wash, and breakfast, and turn out. Past four, Vendale; past four!