human
How many were inside the gate when the rascal with the stick came up?
gpt
About forty, your Highness.
human
And they were unable to disarm him, or take him without firing and raising the garrison?
gpt
Who was the idiot who fired the first shot?
human
The Lieutenant-Colonel of the regiment of Bayreuth.
gpt
Where is he?
human
Dead, your Highness. He fell fighting.
gpt
The fate was too good for him.
human
Stay, said the Prince.
gpt
Did you chance to hear the name of the prodigy whose single blackthorn foiled the attempt made by four thousand of the best troops in the Imperial service?
human
He is called, your Highness, the Sieur O'Byrne.
gpt
O'Byrne! O'Byrne! an Irishman!
human
But you told me there were no Irishmen in Brissach.
gpt
There was only one.
human
Only one!
gpt
Only one, the Prince repeated when he was alone.
human
If there had been a hundred it is more than probable the Governor of Freiburg would never have found his way back from Brissach.
gpt
The loss of Brissach, he said half aloud,
human
And the Prince, of whom it has been written that his
gpt
flicking up the lid of the precious box, scooped up between finger and thumb what was left, and as he sniffed the fragrant but strong powder,
human
I must get more snuff,