human
Yes, yes, my man, he said,
gpt
I knew you were the king from the very first. Just sit down on this stone for a minute and let me examine that clip you got on the top of the head. I fear me it's worse than I thought it was.
human
Nonsense, cried the king,
gpt
True enough, true enough, continued Hutchinson mildly, in the tone that he would have used towards a fractious child,
human
No, let us make direct for Stirling.
gpt
I'll tell you what we'll do, continued Hutchinson in the same tone of exasperating tolerance.
human
I'll to St. Ninians and let them know the king's pardon's coming. You'll trot along to Stirling, put on your king's clothes and then come and set me free. That's the way we'll arrange it, my mannie.