human
Your legs have saved your skin, master. God's life! but you flashed through the cover like a cock-grouse going down the wind. Yet I trembled lest a cross-bow bolt might be following even faster.
gpt
They have come--the Doomsmen?
human
Garth, the swineherd, reported their landing at the Golden Cove an hour before sunup. Three war-galleys, which means twice that score of men.
gpt
Some mischance of wind or tide, said Constans, thoughtfully.
human
I noticed that the water in the Gut was rougher than is usual at dawn.
gpt
Like enough, assented Touchett.
human
These night-birds are not often seen in a blue sky, and luckily so, for the safety of your father's ricks and byres. After all, there is no certainty in the matter; Garth is stupid enough betimes for one of his own boars, and there was a christening-party at the barracks last night. You know what that means--the can clinking until the tap runs dry.
gpt
Yet you say he saw----
human
Anything you like. When the ale is in the eye there are stranger things than gray cats to be discovered at the half-dawn. In my opinion, Garth is a fool and a liar.
gpt
And, as usual, your opinion is wrong, retorted Constans,
human
You will find him at the water gate,