human
Il a hâte de vous parler, said the messenger,
gpt
À mort! à mort!
human
What is this? cried Louis.
gpt
Who are all these? I am the Duc d'Orléans.
human
(C'est ce que nous demandons) replied the assailants. In a moment, a storm of blows, from sword, axe, and spiked club, brought him down from his mule. He rose upon his knees, but, before he could recover himself, his head was split open, and his brains were streaming over the pavement.
gpt
And they turned him over and over, and so terribly hammered him that he was soon dead and piteously slain.