human
Chevalier de Calembours! accomplice of Roland Mortlake, I have heard of you before!
gpt
Mademoiselle Walsingham, champion of Colonel Brand, all the world has heard of you before!
human
Why have you come here, heartless man!
gpt
To see the dear mademoiselle whose actions so wise, so unselfish, so _heroique_, have won my heart?
human
Am I to accept praise from the enemy of St. Udo Brand? Never! You murdered him among you!
gpt
Softly, my heroine! The chevalier was not on the field when the admirable colonel was stabbed! _Ma foi!_ he was lying bleeding on his litter amid his Southern friends, who had captured him for the second time. The first, the dear mademoiselle knows, the chance of fortune wooed me to the South; but the second, _mon Dieu!_ no one asked me my will, but they hacked and hewed over my shackled body, and then the South won me from my captors.
human
Sir, I desire to hear nothing of your history. You were paid by the murderer to dog the steps of St. Udo Brand; you were both leagued against him. Had he ever harmed you, chevalier? Was he not too brave to fall by treachery?