human
Canst read? he asked of the Constable.
gpt
For this crabbed fist doth sorely try my one eye.
human
Nay, replied Sir John Hacket with a grim smile.
gpt
Only enough for mine own use, for from my seventh year the sword ever proved a more pleasing companion than a scrawling, musty parchment.
human
And canst thou, Sir Raymond?
gpt
I will try my best, fair sir.
human
To the very puissant knight, Sir John de Vienne, seneschal of our town of Calais, greeting.