human
Comrade, how goeth vengeance nowadays? he questioned.
gpt
What of Sir Richard, your enemy?
human
Dead; Adam!
gpt
Aha! said he, pinching his chin and eyeing me askance,
human
God forgive you for saying such thing, Adam!
gpt
Aha, said he again, and viewing me with his furtive leer.
human
Do ye regret his murder then, Martin?
gpt
Aye, I do from my heart--now and always!
human
Hum! said he, seating himself on my tumbled bed and glancing whimsically at me,
gpt
Martin, quoth he,
human
Truly, Adam! said I, all amazed,
gpt
Tush! said he.