human
I should never have forgiven myself, mon lieutenant, he blurted out, as he slung his rifle behind his back and festooned himself with racket bombs.
gpt
I hope monsieur will bear me no ill will for my stupidity.
human
It is nothing, my friend, said Dennis laughing.
gpt
A brave man should do what he thinks to be his duty, and you did yours. What is the distance to the enemy trench?
human
About a hundred metres, mon lieutenant, replied the corporal,