human
So, Kit, you’re for the high crusade! Hold your dream fast. I’ve had many of them in my time, and lost them by the way.
gpt
But the light is so clear,
human
Storms brew up, and the light is there, but somehow sleet o’ the world comes drifting thick about it. You go to seek Rupert?
gpt
Just that, sir.
human
What route do you take?
gpt
Michael’s—to follow the sun and our luck.
human
That may be enough for Michael; but you sleep in Ripley to-night, you two. You need older heads to counsel you.
gpt
Is Joan in the Castle still?
human
Oh, yes. She has wings undoubtedly under her trim gown, but she has not flown away as yet. We’ll just ride back and find you quarters for the night.