human
Chief! this is hardly what I should have expected from you!
gpt
No violence shall be offered to Jane, while I live, continued the trapper.
human
I am her guardian here.
gpt
And after you, I, and her brother,
human
Don't be too hard on the chief, spoke up Edward.
gpt
He intended no wrong, and, judging from his actions, I take it, he thought he was doing her a great kindness by securing her from some imagined danger. What say you, Jane? is the chief culpable or not?
human
He was frightened, I presume,
gpt
I am not a coward; yet, who is there that dare contend with invisible spirits? said the chief, in an humble tone.
human
This is an evil place, and the evil spirits that have their abode here, have stirred up strife among us already! Come, let us hurry away, else we shed each others' blood!
gpt
Take my hand, chief, and forgive my anger, said the trapper, kindly.
human
I was wrong to deal so harshly with prejudices taught at your mother's knee, and which are inherent with your very nature.
gpt
That is right, uncle, said Edward.
human
Jane and I have long been under the impression that it is no way to eradicate prejudice by becoming angry with it. This, he added, addressing Sidney,
gpt
There, the evil spirit is at work again! said Jane, as a cutting retort fell from Sidney.
human
Come, she added,
gpt
I have not seen half enough of that wonderful room; let us return and give it a thorough exploration.
human
No, no, said the chief, in alarm,
gpt
I shall go, and so shall Jane, said Sidney, decidedly,
human
Oh, yes, chief, said Edward, kindly,
gpt
We are desirous to give this cave a thorough exploration, and while doing this, you get us some ducks for dinner, said the trapper.
human
We do not desire you to accompany us since you have such a great repugnance for doing so.
gpt
Does the white chief think his brother is a coward, that he asks him to desert him in the hour of danger? If you go and rouse their anger, I go also to share your fate; though that be death! So saying, the chief caught up some broken rocks with which the floor was scattered in one hand, and drawing his hunting knife in the other, cried out in a tone of desperation,