human
What do you here, bandit and traitor? he demanded.
gpt
But for you there would have been peace in Aramon, the best of governments, and--you broke it all up. Touch not the hand of the daughter of kings! There is blood upon your own, sower of the wind, assassin, wild ass of the desert!
human
Go--get hence, hound! he thundered.
gpt
You have done enough evil--would you pursue me even to this quiet place?
human
Hush, father! said Alida, going hastily to his side;
gpt
He is my enemy!
human
He is my friend!
gpt
If I had known, he muttered,