human
Brave, did mademoiselle say? he echoed;
gpt
And you betrayed him, knowing him to be all this?
human
complained the chevalier, with tears in his eyes.
gpt
I love _mon_ colonel, admire, believe in him; I spit upon Monsieur Mortlake--laugh at, revile him! Mademoiselle must have found out that I obeyed him--never; that I stuck to my colonel only because I love him; and that I left him not until fortune beckoned me away. If he had given me his dear company when I fled to Richmond, he would not have been to-day where he is; but would he? not though I prayed to him with tears in the eyes, with grief in the heart. No, no, he was doomed; he would stay with the Yankees, and--Thoms!
human
Did you not suspect who Thoms was, especially as Mortlake sent him to you?