human
By our Lady, he cried,
gpt
Nay, be not too proud, little one. Big Harry hath met many a fine lady who hath not shrunk from his advances. A strapping fellow like myself, not so bad-looking, oft hath his uses not indented in the bond to his overlord. 'Tis easily accomplished if thou wilt come with me as my sweetheart; 'tis easy to tell the Baron that in some way thou hast slipped through his fingers and cannot be found. By to-morrow he'll have a dozen making him forget all about thee.
human
Have a care, have a care, fellow, she cried.
gpt
This impudence shall not go unreported, I promise thee, and thine ears shall ring for it.