human
What is the matter, Vincent, asked Dessalines, outright.
gpt
Here are the long-expected come at last; and you look as gloomily upon them as if they were all France.
human
I am not such a man of blood as you, Dessalines. I have never given up the hope of accommodation and peace. It is strange, when the great men on both sides profess such a desire for peace, that we must see this breach made, nobody can tell why.
gpt
Why, my good fellow! exclaimed Dessalines, staring into his face,
human
Don't, love, said Therese, pressing her husband's arm.
gpt
No disputes to-day, Jacques! The times are too serious.
human
At another time, General, said Vincent,
gpt
I will instruct you a little in my opinions, formed when my eyes were wide open in France; which yours have never been.
human
There they are! There they come from behind the wood, if we could but see them for the dust!
gpt
Oh, this dust! we can see nothing! cried others.
human
Who can give a guess how many they are?
gpt
It is impossible, said Bellair.
human
Without previous knowledge, one could not tell them from droves of bullocks and goats going to market at Saint Marc.
gpt
Except for their caps, said Euphrosyne.
human
I see a dozen or two of feathers through the crowd. Do not you, Afra?
gpt
Yes, but where is their music? We should hear something of it here, surely.
human
Yes, it is a dumb march, said Dessalines,
gpt
Is it possible that Rochambeau should be in the way,
human
He cannot be in the way, said her husband,
gpt
Look! See! cried several.
human
They are taking another road. Where are they going! General Dessalines, what does it mean?
gpt
I would thank anyone to tell me that it is not as I fear, replied Dessalines.
human
I fear Maurepas is effecting a junction, not with us, but with some one else.
gpt
With Rochambeau!
human
Traitor!
gpt
The traitor Maurepas!
human
His head!
gpt
Our all for his head!