human
Seize him! cried the eunuch excitedly.
gpt
He is a slave who hath escaped!
human
My gracious lord the Sultan! I gasped breathlessly, prostrating myself before the royal divan as the slaves pounced upon me.
gpt
Hear me, I beseech thee! Let not thy servants remove me before I have spoken.
human
The slave hath merely some paltry grievance,
gpt
It is no grievance, I cried wildly.
human
I come to give thee warning, O Sultan, Mighty of the Earth, that ere the shadows lengthen thou wilt die!
gpt
Silence, slave! Heed what thou sayest! the Sultan thundered, pale with anger as he rose stately and superb from his divan. He was tall and of majestic presence, though his dark, sinister features bore distinct impress of the vile and brutal passions which actuated him.
human
Silence! he cried again, and his servants fell before him with genuflections inspired by awe.
gpt
Slave! thou, who hast passed the portals of the private courts of thy Sovereign to prophesy his discomforture, hast dared to address thy Ruler without leave! Knowest thou not that none are allowed in this our pavilion unless commanded, under pain of instant death?
human
I come to forewarn thee, O August Ruler, of impending evil--
gpt
Stop thy chatter, dog! he shouted, his face livid with sudden passion. The storm burst, and the dark cloud, swollen with his accumulated exasperation, exploded in a tremolo full of threats. When the Sultan Hamed broke out, he was terrible.
human
I heed not the croakings of a common slave who--
gpt
But men, jealous of thy position, have plotted to compass thy death ere to-day's sun hath set!
human
Liar! Thou art indeed demented, he cried, in full combustion. Then, in the frightful rumbling of his phrases, in the incessant crackling of his words, he roared bitter corrosive invectives that caused his robust frame to vibrate as they issued forth. Suddenly, turning to his trembling body-servants, he added,
gpt
Seize him! Let his prophetic tongue be torn out as a punishment for daring to predict evil in our presence!
human
Hear me, I pray thee, Just and Mighty one, slow to anger and of great mercy! It is to save thy Majesty's life that--
gpt
The Sultan of the Ahir desireth not the aid of a slave! he answered proudly.
human
I would send thee to execution at Azarmadarangh at once, only I think thy mind is deranged, and if so, thy boldness is not of thine own fault. But the chatter of the idiot annoyeth the sane, therefore thy tongue shall be removed, so that, though mad, thou wilt in future be dumb. Turning quickly to my captors, he added,
gpt
Let him be cast into prison and rendered speechless. Away with him!
human
Wilt thou show no mercy towards thine humble slave, who hath risked his life to prostrate himself before thee and give thee warning?
gpt
Take him from my sight, commanded the Sultan, waving his hand angrily.
human
See that his glib tongue wags not after sundown.
gpt
Merciful Allah! I implored, struggling violently with those who held me.
human
Behold, I am thy slave, O lord the Sultan! Hear me, I beseech of thee!