human
By your leave, sir, said the Squire,
gpt
I could not say, he answered. Of all the Cavaliers there, he only was unmoved by the strength and fine simplicity of these riders into Oxford.
human
If I were aware where the Duchess of Richmond is to be found, I could direct you.
gpt
We have heard of the Duchess. Her name is fragrant in the North, sir, save where ostlers gather at the tavern and pass gossip on for gaping yokels.
human
Countered, you dandy! laughed Digby’s neighbour.
gpt
Grooms in Oxford and grooms in the North—hey, where’s the difference?
human
We shall prove it, sir, at dawn to-morrow,
gpt
Oh, content. I always liked to slit a lie in two, and see the two halves writhe and quiver.