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<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model here the physiological difference does not affect the body as a whole but the reproductive organs or gonads only though more intimate physiology would doubtless discover differences in the blood or in the chemical routine metabolism<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model it is certain that he never gave or vouchsafed to allow any one the customary kiss either on entering or departing or even returned a salute and at the inauguration of a work the cut through the isthmus he with a loud voice amidst the assembled multitude uttered a prayer<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model old mr toad filled out his queer music bag under his chin and began to sing again peter watched him now it just happened that old mr toad was facing him<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model but all the cloth being made in the united states and all the wine in spain they are in circumstances to which we have already determined that the law of cost of production is not applicable<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model his aid-de-camp leaped off and threw his cloak over him as the cuirassiers came thundering past intent upon overtaking the prussian cavalry they paid no attention to the solitary dismounted man and a few minutes later again passed the spot this time in retreat a fresh party of prussian cavalry having met them<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model for without money he could not have supported an army nor without an army could he have taken your brother prisoner you have praised the execution of paetus and menedemus men who had been presented with the freedom of the city and who were united by ties of hospitality to caesar<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model that was how he felt worn out betrayed spat upon rejected we feel that god was more there than ever<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model dickens i say is a case for this primary query whether there was in the first work any clear sign of his higher creative spirit but dickens is much less a case for this query than almost all the other great men of his period<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model i am glad to hear it replied mabel and i must own i formed the same opinion myself for the smile he threw upon me was one of the sweetest and kindliest i ever beheld<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model you are thinking said octavianus harshly of one who perhaps would still be among us if with wiser caution cleopatras eyes which hitherto had met the victor's cold gaze with<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model devotions md what place is this it is a holy place come in md what advantage will arise from my going in stranger why every body goes md though every body should act senselessly why should i<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model the lithosphere which consists of the land masses over the surface of the earth includes the mountains and ocean basins together with the surface rock sediments and soil<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model nan declared that was a perfectly ridiculous story laura told us about the food being so poor and scanty and we should not have believed it<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model answers of the same kind i had from several others but not one penny could i borrow of any for i have been since firmly persuaded that the honest colonel was not content with denying me himself but took effectual means by spreading the secret i had so foolishly trusted him with<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model and how mum and stupid his own wife was compared to that brilliant little becky becky had hinted every one of these things herself perhaps but so delicately and gently that you hardly knew when or where<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model it seemed a pity that these delightful tales co frcmtlu lips of the childrercs dear old friend co preface uncle remus should lie forgotten between the pages of a magazine y so they have been brought together in company with some char acter sketches of the old man who recounted them<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model by three o'clock boxes of linen to the amount of four hundred pounds had already been selected they only retired for a few moments to a private room upstairs to partake of a little lunch of sherry and lobster<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model we had had high words and had almost come to blows in our discussion over fort sumter thompson was here thompson was a plausible talker and as a last resort having been driven from every other argument advocated the evacuation of the fort on the plea of generosity<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model the lines commonly quoted in this connection are those in the epistle to spencer beginning yet yet forgive me o ye sacred few whom late by delaware's green banks i knew<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model i was paralyzed i couldn't move i was choking my tongue was petrified they finished blindfolding him they led him under the rope i couldn't shake off that clinging impotence<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model yet proceeded mr gryce with a somewhat wondering air he must have had a grain of hard sense in his make-up all his contrivances worked he was a mechanical genius as well as a lover of mystery<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model on the contrary augustine says confessions nine three that god rewards the intention but god rewards a thing because it is good therefore the goodness of the will depends on the intention of the end<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model simplicity but after all who knew that the simple soul was destined to so speedy an end one peasant brought yudushka three silver rubles and said here's a little debt i owe pavel vladimirych no writing passed between us here take it<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model fill the centre with uncooked rice or flour to keep the shape while baking cut some strips of paste twist them and bend them into the shape of handles bake them very pale when the pastry cases are done empty out the rice remove them from the moulds and fill with the following mixture<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model in his own house an old sicilian dame liv'd studious to serve his sour age with her cheerful pains then said ulysses to his son and swains<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model but look here the great political boss had shed his bulldozing manner and a shade of unmistakable earnestness not unmixed with anxiety had crept into his tones i'm talking as man to man and i know i can trust your word of honor even if you pretend you won't take mine<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model for miss biddy was entitled to a fortune of ten thousand pounds provided she should marry with the consent of her parent who was the sole executrix of the father's will<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model it was almost as if a caress had been laid softly upon his cheek as if a gentle hand closed upon his here he knew was sympathy here he knew was an infinite capacity for love<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model but my dear you can see for yourself i can't leave this poor woman replied the lady hospitauer and thereupon she pointed to la grivotte who had been attacked by a fit of coughing which shook her frightfully<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model i told him i couldn't eat anything to save me he offered to fry me some bacon and make me a cup of coffee but the thought of bacon and coffee made me wild<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model they may be blown along for days together the seeds drop out by the way in this country one rarely sees anything of the sort but in the prairies of north america when under cultivation these tumble weeds are a serious and expensive pest<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model is as good a reason for a charitable life that which is a reason for forgiving one offence is the same reason for forgiving all offences for such charity has nothing to recommend it to-day but what will be the same recommendation of it to-morrow<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model an inexper'enced one i'll allow like my own but one that has proved true so often ag'in the game big and little that i'll answer for its sarvice ag'in mortals<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model i was assured that he was a single man when he went to france however he gave me a list of the principal branches of the kennedy family but there is no hurry about starting to see them and i will certainly wait here till you find your sister which should not be many days for some of callaghan's fellow workmen are almost sure to know where his widow lives<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model and may even add to it since you exempt them from service such a band we could train and practise until we could rely upon them to defeat a far larger force of the enemy and they would be available for our crew when we take to the ship<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model he immediately sent agreeably to my request for the sheik of the bedoweens he inquired after many things and in particular about the sulphur and emerald mines as he thought them extremely interesting to the treasury of the bashaw<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model has overtaken me at some quiet curve and gone whizzing car by car around the corner and out of sight in that prolific instant i saw again all the country from the sea of galilee and nazareth clear to jerusalem<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model douglas stone drew a bistoury from his case opened it and felt the keen straight edge with his forefinger then he held the lamp closer to the bed two dark eyes were gazing up at him through the slit in the yashmak they were all iris and the pupil was hardly to be seen<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model and as her son was taking violin lessons induced her to buy it for thirty dollars and in the house of the springers it had quietly remained ever since while lawyers and prosecutors wrangled and thundered and witnesses swore positively to the truth<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model york york curd and cambridge york england a high-grade cream cheese similar to slipcote both<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model at this time james by margaret erskine became the father of james later the regent moray strange tragedies would never have occurred had the king first married margaret erskine who by fifteen thirty six was the wife of douglas of loch<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model here we are at last said adolphus as the fly stopped at a little green door constantino put his head out of the window no carriage drive he muttered what a mean place it must be<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model any ignoble occupation of which the vulgarity is a matter of reproach to a freeman and should never want to acquire riches by any such means<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model he was fond of books pictures poetry and music though the indulgence of artistic tastes is not thought becoming in the society to which he belonged<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model the manager wriggled convulsively for the space of a single second and then lay still in death there was not a moment to lose for the door was already broken in and violent hands were at his neck jones put the pistol to his temple and once more pressed the trigger with his finger<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model it was as well that we did so since about twelve o'clock by the light of the moon i saw the door in the wall open gently and the heads of some of the albino women appear through the aperture doubtless they had come to steal away the holy plant they worshipped i sat up coughed and lifted the rifle whereon they fled and returned no more<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model he had given an address in london had this chap but when it came to the point of course nobody knowed anything about him so i kept the lad out of out of charity suggested ralph drily<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model down nor any preparation for the night's comfort been attempted and except for the blazing lights it was as though the apartment had not been entered by anybody for a month all the windows were closed all shades lowered and curtains drawn<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model possibly the reasons that prompted such positive testimony may be best known to herself the prisoner under the whispered advice of young hopkins<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model biddy held it out and looked straight before her for a moment at nothing in particular in a kind of stupefied delight<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model oh don't say that said carlton quickly i don't get so many visitors are you the little chap's governess he added yet more quickly to undo the visible effects of his words no im from the hall you know<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model at half-past twelve he knocked off for dinner and was his own master till three then the office again till supper and after supper with good luck till ten with bad luck indefinite overtime<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model whilst the modern sorcery company's hall was filled to overflowing there was every prospect of its prediction being verified the solution of martin and davenports tricks had taken place<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model whither away so fast reynard he called never mind where reynard cried i m going post-haste on business of life and death jack stood up on his hind legs and laughed till his sides ached it was so funny to see reynard ride post-haste<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model then we shall have to make the best of things answered the girl lightly there is of course the chance that we may be found by some search-party sent out by your uncle and there is the further possibility that we may stumble on some indian camp<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model louise was both astonished and disappointed but after a little thought she looked after the departing agent with a shrewd smile he's afraid to talk she murmured and that only confirms my suspicions that he knows more than he cares to tell<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model he should be like the sun which moves most slowly when it attains its highest elevation we shall better understand the perils of the system the actual adopted if we look forward to some of evils of a the actual evils of the centralized monarchy of the later empire one<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model but pain in the flesh is only a discomfort of the soul arising from the flesh and a kind of shrinking from its suffering as the pain of the soul which is called sadness is a shrinking from those things which have happened to us in spite of ourselves<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model but he should not escape there was a limit to prudence and to the love of life his plans his hopes the roar of an avenging crowd all faded from his mind<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model this letter seems to throw some light on the hostility of the duke of norfolk to the unfortunate queens his nieces they had evidently espoused the cause of the old duchess agnes in the family<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model that fire was fed with substance of the soul and not with holiday stubble that could burn through seven slow years of unadvancing war equal when fields were lost or fields were won with breath of popular applause or blame<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model why you know better than any one franois for he has spent his days almost constantly in your society either hunting or playing mall or tennis yes his days no doubt replied the duke his days-but his nights<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model isolda when at last she contrived to get a light rapidly ran to the queen's chamber and finding the door shut on the inside began to call loudly on her andre there was no answer though the queen was in the room<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model cowper defended his persecuted friend with great eloquence and effect and he was warmly supported by many members who had been zealous for the resumption of the irish grants<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model and with the rolling baasjes he has got all rounder and rounder and the light that at first came only from under his arms has been rolled right round him till now he is a big ball of light rolling from one side of the sky to the other<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model it was obvious in the crowded benches on both sides of the house in the oneness of purpose that insensibly made itself felt through the ranks of the opposition and found definite expression in fraide's stiff figure and tightly shut lips in<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model i did think of it reader i draw no imaginary pictures of southern homes i am telling you the plain truth yet when victims make their escape from the wild beast of slavery northerners consent to act the part of bloodhounds and hunt the poor fugitive back into his den<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model the room then stood empty for a fortnight my landlady began to think she had judged hardly and often wished for such another lodger at last an elderly man of a grave aspect read the bill<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model but i leave you to judge whether a young man who has taken to low ways of getting a living can pay for fine cambric handkerchiefs and light kid gloves mrs muscat lowered her blonde eyelashes<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model the general purport of them was mr dana is my friend you can rely upon what he says and if you can be kind to him in any way you will oblige me it was in january eighteen sixty three that chadwick and i went to memphis where we stayed at the gayoso house at that time the swell hotel of the town and the headquarters of several officers<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model they take us to be french pirates answered lord foxham in these most troublesome and degenerate days we cannot keep our own shores of england but our old enemies whom we once chased on sea and land<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model in order to avoid any contact therewith when the ends of the finger forming the blades of the scissors have reached the purse they are opened so as to bring it between them the difficult point is to seize the object with the scissors between the first phalanges for the further the hand is thurst in the more dangerous the operation becomes<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model i had no apprehension in regard to the minute exacting duties that would devolve upon me as a right-hand companion to my husband's mother for i loved her but i was not sure of my tact or my deftness<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model on the contrary to quote a recent writer the evidence goes to show that the work was done by skilled workmen who were white masons and who built for white people in a prehistoric age<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model about the only exception i can think of is the electrostatic condenser and you could say that it converts static electricity into a current flow if you wanted to stretch a point on the other hand a condenser isn't usually considered as a power supply<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model gerald she called her smoky black hair floating arotmd her and her arms cutting through the room's blackness gerald suddenly the room was not black it was light with the scandinavian blondness of gerald<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model it has been ascertained that the person who was supposed to be sam kaufman was one blackamore the plan to rob the bank was known to the authorities and contrary to the pre-arranged measures for the capture of the outlaws<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model rising hastily with the spur of such a hope and searching in his dressing-case for one of his mothers remedies for headache so carefully stowed away by her loving hands he took it and throwing ou a light summer-coat prepared to go out for a sudden change preluded by a cloud of dust had sprung up<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model in short the house in saville row which must have been a very temple of disorder and unrest under the illustrious but dissipated sheridan was cosiness comfort and method idealised<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model all the mem bers of the family had approved heartily of the decision of marcus to offer to the village of west barr a public library a town hall a high-school improvement for the cemetery and a soldiers monument on the village green on condition that west barr be afterward known as leicester<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model and a year or two later when the army had claimed him and he stood in the ypres salient in a post of extreme danger he grinned unhappily between the shell-bursts as the night of the meeting came back to him<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model when once recognised as such a notable passage in one of olive schreiner's works may be quoted in illustration in those days which men reck not of now man when he hungered fed on the flesh of his fellow-man and found it sweet<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model himself in that room standing near the piano to turn her music while the tinkling runs and glib expressionless trills wove in and out a ceaseless nothing<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model and-and you look surprised his father cautioned sort of as if you failed to comprehend what he's driving at make him repeat then you say<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model one can foresee the day when each unmarried daughter will expect her own card so rapidly is feminine individuality developing each invitation is enclosed in a separate envelope<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model i went for the beer and when i returned found the fire burning brightly and a strong sense of smoking from old stapleton's pipe he puffed once or twice more and then commenced his history as follows<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model time was when you could see that for yourself follow the prisoner in the cart to tyburn and offer him nosegays or pots of<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model the stolen fire of a demigod whose bubbled purple heavenly feet did bruise in crusted vats of vintage when the green flamed into autumn on the samian sod<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model he was no longer there and he saw her between the firs before she could see him as he realized what her coming back meant<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model but binding the bodies of the lyakhs as they came to hand to the tails of horses they let these loose on the plain pursuing them and beating them for some time the infuriated horses flew over hill and hollow through ditch and brook dragging the bodies of the poles all covered with blood and dust along the ground<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model he looked at me again as if he expected me to say something more i remained silent he took a letter out of the breast-pocket of his coat and laid it on the table before me-just where the confession had lain before i destroyed it i have had a letter too this morning he said and i valeria have no secrets from you<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model but it isn't a reason it's not as if i'd asked you to go against your conscience your conscience hadn't anything to do with it oh hadn't it i went because you'd no right to ask me not to<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model the dislike the king conceived for him was such that he found fault with him about everything the king at last took his departure and the cardinal who had attended him without daring out of respect to take his sunshade to protect him against the heat of the sun which was very great that day was on his return taken ill with fever<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model the other had laid down this law for himself that wherever he came he should appear to come as a sort of light and hope of safety<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model her place of abode favoured neither health nor mental tranquillity it was one of a row of new houses in a new quarter a year or two ago the site had been an enclosed meadow portion of the land attached to what was once a country mansion<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model but even if he did that could not be for hours yet and in the meantime he would freeze to death for the cold was intense the thermometer being many degrees below zero<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model i can only do what i have to do it is not me that will decide whether walker dies or not at any rate it ain't no use to justify it to you it's natural that you should look upon me as an enemy just now<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model what avails the healing of one wound when there are so many beyond all cure better to let me perish where i fall and reserve your money for the worthier objects whom perhaps hereafter may avail to save<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model this melting sometimes went by fits and starts and the weather wasn't always changing for the better but there was at least one time when european weather was even better than it is now<end_of_turn>

<bos><start_of_turn>user Audio 1: <|audio_bos|><|AUDIO|><|audio_eos|> <|transcribe|><end_of_turn> <start_of_turn>model did you send peggy for me papa said she in entering yes martha dear i did how are you to-day my dear girl i have not seen you before this morning sit down love sit down<end_of_turn>