human
God bless you! he murmured as well as the blood in his mouth would let him.
gpt
God bless you! My purse is in my pocket. Take----
human
Bah! for his purse. This is a gentleman. We do not rob one another. The dog eats not dog, as the Jew said to the man who unhappily looked like one. Instead, despoil those carrion, and, you others, help me to bear him to the Trinity. 'Tis close at hand. Hast found aught, Gaspard?
gpt
Ay! the other gentleman of the guard replied.
human
A pocketful of louis-d'ors. Ho! for Babette and Alison and the wine flask to-morrow.
gpt
Good! Good! the first replied.
human
The wine cup and the girls to-morrow. Yet, not a word of anything to anybody. We found this Monsieur stretched on the ground wounded. As for the refuse here, and he looked scornfully at the dead men,