human
King’s men, like ourselves? Ay, I see the fashion of you. And where may you be from, gentles?
gpt
I’m the late Governor of Knaresborough, at your service.
human
And I’m the Squire of Nappa, with all that the Cropheads have left of my Riding Metcalfs.
gpt
This almost reconciles me to the loss of Knaresborough, sir. We have heard of you—give you good-day, he broke off, catching sight of Michael and Christopher.
human
We have met in happier circumstances, I think.