human
Gentlemen, said Blake, while their meal was in the cooking,
gpt
If there was a gap of four miles, instead of two, the rider would gallop four. If he found another dead man at the next stage, he would gallop six.
human
We are well met, I think. I was jealous of your clan, to be candid, when I was told their speed put us poor night-riders to shame. Yet, friends, I think we carry the same loyalty.