human
You have no occasion to be afraid, Mr. Gabriel, said Woodlouse, in a fawning tone;
gpt
That is what you ought to have done before, answered Gabriel.
human
I should have been able to look after myself.
gpt
There is good blood in them.
human
Blood, do you say? Yes, there's blood in them--the blood of the poor that they have sucked from father to son. And all that blood have they turned to gold--shining, blood-red gold; but, added he, mysteriously,
gpt
I will tap the gold out of them--I will--till it shines as red as blood all over Sandsgaard! Just wait a minute!