human
Come!
gpt
Nay! said he, wringing his fettered hands.
human
Nay--alas, I should but hamper you--
gpt
Come! said I, my every nerve a-tingle to be gone.
human
Come--I will aid you--hurry, man--hurry!
gpt
Nay, 'twere vain, Martin, I can scarce walk--'twere selfish in me to let you run such needless risks. Go, Martin, go--God bless you and bring you safe out of this evil place.