human
So, so, young rapscallions, he cried,
gpt
And hath the Dominie Curtius gone indeed, Heer Governor?
human
Hath he, hath he, boy? echoed the Governor, turning upon his audacious young questioner with uplifted cane.
gpt
Said I not so, and will you dare doubt my word, rascal? Begone from the fort, all of you, ere I do put you all in limbo, or send word to your good folk to give you the floggings you do no doubt all so richly deserve.