human
Open the gate; we mean no harm, cried Pahar Singh in Mahratta;
gpt
We will admit no one, cried a voice from the bastion.
human
Go! ye are robbers, and we will fire on ye.
gpt
I say it again, returned the chief,
human
Hast thou the axe, Rama?
gpt
It is here, said the man, drawing a heavy axe-head from his waist: and, coolly fitting a helve to it, lifted it above his head.
human
Shall I?
gpt
Strike!
human
Desist, or we fire.