human
Ha! ha! my fine fellow, you are the one that made off with our mutton so fast, said the stout forester, as he stripped the skin from the largest of the slain.
gpt
Your days for mutton are over, my friend. It will be one while before you and your thievish pack come down again to interrupt Christian folk at their supper!
human
Don't count on your mutton till it's in your mouth, or it may fare with you as with the merry-makers at St. Gervas.