human
I will remain here.
gpt
I will gladly apologize later, Fräulein, but now I have only time to beg that you will conceal yourself. These men probably are robbers. If they see you, we shall be compelled to fight them, however great their numbers. If we find their force too large for us, we may easily ransom the mules and their packs, but we could make no terms for you. If they are Black Riders, they will prefer a little gold to a great deal of silk, but they will prefer you and Fräulein Twonette to a great deal of gold.
human
I would not pay them one piece of gold, cried Yolanda, defiantly.
gpt
Give me an arquebuse. I will help you fight.
human
Would you prefer that Max or your good uncle and perhaps some of our poor mule-leaders should be killed by these pigstickers, I asked,
gpt
No, no, she answered,