human
Monsieur le Duc, we cannot go on. We--we dare not. This is no duty of ours--to risk our lives in this manner. No wages could repay us for doing that.
gpt
You must go on, Desparre said;
human
If not--what? demanded the footman, speaking in an almost insolent tone.
gpt
What, Monsieur le Duc? These are not feudal days; there is no law here. All law is at an end, it seems; and--and, if it were not, no law ever made can compel us to meet death in this manner.