human
Out of the way, fellow!
gpt
Headsman, do your duty
human
My fair antagonist, I bid you good-night
gpt
The forty-one trees bore their burden
human
The figure of a tall man
gpt
With a wild scream Farini endeavoured to support himself with his gauze-like wings
human
The King had composed a poem in thirteen stanzas, entitled 'The Beggar Man'
gpt
Five stalwart ruffians fell upon him
human
At last MacNab sprang to his feet, holding aloft his brimming flagon
gpt
The strangers were most hospitably entertained, and entered thoroughly into the spirit of the festivities
human
The King, however, appeared to have no forebodings, but trotted along with great complacency
gpt
The two went outside and took the road by which they had come