human
Oh, you English! you English! You are all mad, I think! Nothing can shame you, and nothing can frighten you! Potz! I believe when your Guards at Alma walked into that battery the other day, every one of them was whistling your Jim Crow, even after he was shot dead! And the jolly Polizeirath laughed at his own joke, till the mountain rang.
gpt
But you must leave the country, sir; indeed you must. We cannot permit such conduct here--I am very sorry.
human
I entreat you not to apologise, sir. In any case, I was going to Alf by eight o'clock, to meet the steamer for Treves. I am on my way to the war in the East, viâ Marseilles. If you would, therefore, be so kind as to allow the gendarme to return me that second revolver, which also belongs to me--
gpt
Give him his pistol!
human
Potz! Let us be rid of him at any cost, and live in peace, like honest Germans. Ah, poor Queen Victoria! What a lot! To have the government of five-and-twenty million such!
gpt
Not five-and-twenty millions,
human
That would include the ladies; and we are not mad too, surely, your Excellency?