human
Michael met his match for once, laughed one sentry.
gpt
You know his gift of finding the finest eyes in England housed under every other woman’s brows? Well, Mistress Demaine plays a good game at hearts, too, they say. Michael was touched in earnest this time. Oh, the jest of it!
human
It would be a better if they began by playing, and ended with the silken noose. Can you picture Michael wedded—Michael, with cut wings and drooping comb, seeking no more for fairest eyes?