human
Oh, let us get away from here, she said, almost in a whisper.
gpt
The precipice so near seems to draw me to it, and in every breath of wind I hear a stealthy footstep.
human
Yes, let us go, he said in a low voice, trying to keep his agony from her knowledge.
gpt
Keep your left hand against the rock, and tread firmly. Sirayo!
human
My strength has returned, answered the chief, though he still breathed heavily.
gpt
Pass by, and I will follow,
human
I will go first, said Hume;