human
Wretch! he exclaimed.
gpt
Thou art come into thine own, and hast gone where worse awaits thee for this deed. May thou never find forgiveness!
human
Wherefore, O my uncle? I said.
gpt
Is not his state already grievous enough that thou must invoke a worse fate upon him?
human
O son of my brother, he replied,
gpt
Then he wept bitterly, and I covered my head, and wept with him. And when at last he could speak, he said:
human
But his place shall be filled by thee. Thou art now my son in his stead.
gpt
The City is lost! he cried.
human
On a sudden, being taken unawares, it is surrendered to the enemy. O King, thy brother's Vizier hath slain him, and he hath now come hither with his army, and none can stand against him.