human
Go find Rupert for us,
gpt
Ay, find Rupert,
human
We’re shut up here in York, went on Newcastle,
gpt
On the sword I do not carry, gentlemen, I pledge one or other of the Metcalfs to bring Rupert to you.
human
Ah, there’s the Irish blood in your veins, God bless you! Who but an Irishman could have swum the Ouse and then pledged faith on the hilt of a sword he left behind him?
gpt
Bring Rupert to us, insisted Newcastle.
human
Tell him that the mere news of his coming would put heart into the garrison—that his presence would light a fire among our famine-stricken folk. I dined on a tough bit of horseflesh to-day, and was glad to get it.
gpt
We’ll bring Rupert to you,
human
I would borrow decent raiment before I pledge His Majesty. Indeed, I did not guess how ashamed I am to be wearing such rough gear.
gpt
That’s the sword you’d have sworn by, sir, if you hadn’t left it behind,