human
People who practice the barbaric _thar_, or blood-feud! People who torture their victims by cutting off the ends of their fingers before beheading or crucifying them! People who glory in murdering the 'idolators of Feringistan,' as they call us white men! Let me advise you now, my Captain, when dealing with these people or fighting them, never use your last shot on them. Always keep a mercy-bullet in your gun!
gpt
A mercy-bullet?
human
For yourself!
gpt
You seem to know these folk well.
human
Only too well!
gpt
Five years I spent among the Arabs, doing air-work, surveying the Sahara, locating oases, mapping what until then were absolutely unknown stretches of territory. I did a bit of bombing, too, in the campaign against Sheik Abd el Rahman, in 1913.
human
Yes, so I have heard. You almost lost your life, that time?
gpt
Only by the thickness of a _semmah_ seed did I preserve it, answered the Frenchman.
human
My mechanician, Lebon, and I--we fell among them on account of engine trouble, near the oasis of Adrar, not far from here. We had no machine-gun--nothing but revolvers. We stood them off for seven hours, before they rushed us. They captured us only because our last cartridges were gone.
gpt
You did not save the mercy-bullet that time, eh?