human
Who's there? exclaimed the Governor, in a stern, stentorian voice, as the intruder began to make preparations to
gpt
Bring a candle, Mum!
human
What are you waiting for, Mr. Robber, Thief, or whatever your Christian-name may be?
gpt
Come, sir, continued Governor Chittenden,
human
Be quick, man, said the Governor,
gpt
Have you got enough, now? Begone, then, in one minute! When you have devoured this, come again in the day-time, and I'll give you more, rather than to have my house pillaged at such an hour as this. One thing more, let me tell you, and that is, that, as sure as fate, if I ever have the smallest reason to suspect you of another such an act, the law shall be put in force, and the dungeon receive another occupant. Otherwise, you may still run at large for any thing that I shall do.