human
I do not know. I never saw him before.
gpt
You do not know, or will not tell--which?
human
I do not know.
gpt
Whence came he to your village? From what quarter?
human
The north road. The great road from Paris. He had not come many leagues; his horse was fresh.
gpt
So! What was he like? He did not wear his burganet all the time--when he ate, for instance.
human
He was young, the man replied, hoping, it may be, that by his ready answers he would earn his pardon even yet,
gpt
Is that all you can tell?
human
It is all, monsieur. _Ayez pitié_, monsieur.
gpt
Gag him, said St. Georges to Boussac,
human
For, said St. Georges,
gpt
Who goes there?
human
cried St. Georges; and
gpt
Yet, said St. Georges as, stopping to breathe their horses, he opened the cloak and gazed on his sleeping child,
human
I would give much to know who our enemy is--who the cruel wretch who aimed at your innocent little life. 'A young man with a fair beard and gray eyes!' the ruffian said. Who, who is he?
gpt
My darling, he whispered,
human
I pray God that all attacks on you may be thwarted as was this one to-night; that he may raise up for you always so stout and true a protector as he who rides by my side.
gpt
Amen! muttered Boussac, who among his good qualities did not find himself overwhelmed with modesty.
human
Amen! Though, he exclaimed a second after,