human
My man, the admiral said, while his eye roved over the torn and lacerated bare back and shoulders, saw the old and new cuts and bruises, and observed the half-starved flanks through which the bones were plainly visible--
gpt
My mother was an English woman,
human
That any English woman's son should suffer this! exclaimed the other, again glancing at the worn, bruised body with warm and manly indignation.
gpt
And that! pointing out to his officers the _fleur-de-lis_ roughly branded on his shoulder; sure sign of the _forcat_. Then, continuing, he asked,
human
What was your fault?
gpt
Nothing, 211 answered, as he had answered his brother _galérien_ an hour before. Only now he lifted his eyes and looked at the admiral, as though by that straight glance he would force him to believe.
human
No crime, no fault. I was--oh! he broke off,