human
What news do you bring us, Senhor Padre? asked one of those who had lost at cards.
gpt
Have we a chance of picking up a little booty? for we are very low in the world.
human
Ah, my son, always thinking of lucre and worldly gain, answered the Friar, laughing,
gpt
Well, Padre, no delay; out with your news,
human
Know then, my sons, that there is a chance of some work to-morrow morning which may fill our empty pockets; but recollect, we all share alike; I am not to employ my wits, and to wear myself into a phantom to gain all the information, and then to allow my convent to be deprived of the just profits.
gpt
Never fear, Senhor Padre, your convent shall not suffer in the division, said the Innkeeper;
human
Bravo, most holy friar! you deserve our warmest thanks for your services to us, exclaimed one of the party;
gpt
Has not your own sense pointed that out to you? answered the Friar.
human
At the edge of the moor where the pine grove commences, I should advise you to watch, and you can then have a clear view over the common on one side, while you must place a scout to see that no one approaches on the other.
gpt
Admirable generalship! exclaimed he who had before spoken.
human
Were it not for your shaven crown, you would make us a capital leader, if you had courage enough to face the danger.
gpt
Courage! cried the Friar, casting an angry look at the speaker.
human
Because I do not bluster and bully, you think I have not courage. I have done, and would do, many a deed you dare not!
gpt
Ah, friar, you boast already, do you? Remember, what are you, but the jackal to our prey? I'll venture you would turn pale at the sight of a few drops of blood.
human
Fool, 'tis you will turn pale at sight of your own blood! exclaimed the Friar, springing up, and drawing from a sheath under his gown, a long sharp stiletto, which he plunged with a steady hand into the fleshy part of the shoulder of the man who had spoken.
gpt
Now remember not to taunt me again; and recollect your life was in my power; an inch more of the steel would have silenced your tongue for ever.
human
Peace, Senhores, peace! exclaimed the Landlord, seizing the arm of the friar, who without effort shook him off.
gpt
Remember the credit of my house; and if you wish to shed blood, let it be outside my doors.
human
Do not fear, my friend, answered the Friar coolly;
gpt
Bravo, Frade, bravo! you are a fine fellow, and shall have all you wish,
human
Well then, my friends, said the Friar,
gpt
Agreed! agreed! exclaimed the party.
human
With so holy a guide we must be successful.
gpt
The plan is then arranged, senhores, said the Landlord;