human
Now, Father Brian, inquired Ned,
gpt
What do I think of it, indeed? replied the subtle-minded priest.
human
It needeth no thinking. It is as plain as is thy nose upon thy face. Edwin and Morcar are doing the thing that I would do myself, if I were in their place. They are skirmishing to gain time, and to put Hardrada into as deep a trap as they can dig. Not either of them is really intending to give up anything. Neither thou nor I would be in a hurry to give up an earldom, and surrender to the vengeance of Tostig first, and then to the wrath of King Harold of England.
gpt
Thou thinkest they are playing sharp? said Ned.
human
If that is so, then all we have to do is to watch out for a bit and we'll hear something drop. According to your idea, there's the biggest kind of a mistake being made by Hardrada.
gpt
Just so, said the missionary, quite thoughtfully,
human
All right, said Ned.
gpt
We don't want to see Tostig again until we have done something worth while.
human
Let us now walk around, said Father Brian.
gpt
Talk not so much in thy Saxon tongue. I wish to see the Stamford bridge over this swampy river Derwent. It is the only crossing for miles and miles, up and down. The river is not deep enough for ships. I think it is a part of the trap set for Hardrada.
human
What he needs, remarked Ned,