human
When you have drunk you shall go forth, said Mary Iden deliberately.
gpt
You shall seek to aid my enemy when he strives to strike down my husband.
human
They may already have met,
gpt
Can you not hear? she whispered.
human
Yet you say you love the white priest. I have heard this long while the noise of sword striking sword. I listen without fear, knowing that no man can conquer my husband when no treachery hangs behind. Can you not hear the sounds of the fight?
gpt
My ears burn, cried Onawa.
human
I hear only the cold wind passing among the pines.
gpt
They fight! exclaimed her sister triumphantly.
human
My Richard shall rest to-day.
gpt
The water, gasped Onawa for the third time.
human
My throat is on fire.
gpt
Drink and go forth.