human
How that old wretch listens to our conversation, exclaimed St. Udo, laughing, as the valet retreated for a moment beyond earshot, for another armful of fagots.
gpt
He is like Diggory behind his master's chair--every story moves him to laugh or cry.
human
Pardieu! he will play eavesdropper, will he? hissed the chevalier.
gpt
We shall see.
human
Here he comes, hurrying back to the charmed circle, said St. Udo,
gpt
A friend sent him to me on the morning we parted for New York, muttered the chevalier.
human
Peace--he is here.