human
The dry blood on your hunting shirt, sir, and the somewhat amazing appearance of your tame Indian, who squats yonder, devouring the back of your head with his eyes, must plead excuse for our natural curiosity. Also, we have not yet smelled powder, and it is plain that you have had your nostrils full.
gpt
Sir, said I,
human
Of Algonquin stock, said I,
gpt
One of those fierce wanderers of the mountains, nodded an older officer.
human
I thought they were not to be tamed.
gpt
I owned a tame tree-cat once,