human
When I visit you, MacNab, over by Loch Tay, there is one favour I must ask; I want your tailors to make for me and the men of my following, suits of kilts in the MacNab tartan.
gpt
Surely, surely, replied the chief,
human
I like the colour of it, continued the king.
gpt
There is a royal red in it that pleases me. Now there is a good deal of red in the Stuart tartan, and I should be greatly gratified if you would permit your men to wear my colours, as my men shall wear yours. My tailors here will be proud to boast that they have made costumes for the Clan MacNab. You know what tradesmen bodies are, they're pleased when we take a little notice of them.
human
Surely, again replied MacNab, more dubiously,
gpt
Indeed, said the king,
human
I never suggested such a thing, replied the chief indignantly.
gpt
You'll count nane o' yer ain bawbees when you are with me.
human
Ah, well, rejoined the king,