human
Not quite the worst. This gang of hired ruffians was led by one, a cowardly hound, who feared to show his face! by one who--so accurately had he been notified, forewarned, of my approach--must have received his intelligence from Paris, from some one who knew what my movements would be at the time. Strange, was it not, monsieur le ministre?
gpt
You are here, sir, to answer questions, not to ask them. Proceed.
human
From Paris alone, St. Georges continued,
gpt
--the words fell clear and distinct as he spoke--