human
Never mind, Grassette, he said, gently.
gpt
Call me what you will. You've got no feeling against me; and I can say with truth that I don't want your life for the life you took.
human
He put me out of my work, the man I kill. He pass the word against me, he hunt me out of the mountains, he call--_tête de diable_! he call me a name so bad. Everything swim in my head, and I kill him.
gpt
I understand. I am glad his mother was dead. But do you not think how sudden it was? Now here, in the thick of life, then, out there, beyond this world in the dark--in purgatory.