human
Well, John, says Putman, as I came up with them,
gpt
You think we are to take the field in earnest this time?
human
It looks that way to me, Mr. Drogue. It's a long, long road to liberty, lad; and I'm thinking we're off at last.
gpt
He believes, explained Salisbury,
human
Sir John gave his parole to General Schuyler,
gpt
It is not unthinkable that Sir John might lie, retorted Salisbury bluntly.
human
I knew his father. Well and good. I know the son, also.... But I suppose that gentlemen like yourself, Mr. Drogue, are ashamed to suspect the honour of any of their own class,--even an enemy.