human
Hold! said I in Spanish, through the muffing folds of my hood.
gpt
Let a man move and I shoot! At this they sat still enough, save the man with the lute, a small, fat fellow who grovelled on his knees; to him I beckoned.
human
Bind me these fellows!
gpt
No ropes here!
human
With their belts, fool; their arms behind them--so!