human
There was another woman here,--seize her! he exclaimed. She was not, however, to be found.
gpt
Peace, he said to Tara,
human
I am the unhappy daughter of Vyas Shastree of Tooljapoor, who was murdered, and I am an orphan, she cried sobbing.
gpt
O, defend me from him; he would have done me violence and dishonour.
human
Moro Trimmul, said the old man sadly,
gpt
She is a Moorlee, he replied sulkily,
human
Is this true, girl?
gpt
Quite true, Maharaj, answered Tara, sobbing hysterically, and hardly knowing what she said: