human
Shabash!
gpt
Is the child unhurt?
human
Fool! who should have hurt me?
gpt
The Feringhee,
human
Surely ye are all mad, O people. I would have killed him with my dagger! and the boy clapped his hand to his girdle, only to discover that the precious dagger had dropped by the way. Turning immediately upon Gerrard, he began to beat him with his fists.
gpt
Where is my dagger, O fair man? Hast thou stolen it? Give it back!
human
O my friend, was this well done--to endanger your own life and the child's, and cause all my people to believe you a murderer, for the sake of a moment's jest?
gpt
Maharaj-ji, there was no jest. The child lay on the ground, in the path of the charging boar, and I could save him in no other way----
human
He caught me up on his spear, as a kite snatches up a kitten! cried Kharrak Singh proudly.
gpt
I felt the breath of the unclean beast on my leg!
human
Bring hither the heads of the liars who spake evil of my friend Jirad Sahib, and lay them before him. Then to Gerrard,
gpt
My face is black, O my friend. When justice has been done, I shall be less abashed, and able to speak to you.
human
I entreat your Highness to pardon the men. Their eyes deceived them, and they thought they spoke the truth. If I am indeed your friend----
gpt
They shall live. Their eyes alone shall pay the forfeit, for I have no use for eyes that deceive their owners.
human
Nay, let them go free. I ask nothing else of your Highness.
gpt
This is in very deed my friend's will?
human
In very deed.
gpt
I had sooner you had asked for half my treasury, but the wretches shall go free,