human
And Colonel Claus is gone, and McDonald, the bloody thief!--with his kilted lunatics and all his Scotch banditti----
gpt
But Sir John remains,
human
Jack! Are you truly so blinded by your caste! Did not you yourself answer the militia call last winter and march with our good General to disarm Sir John's popish Highlanders! And even then they lied--and Sir John lied--for they hid their broad-swords and pikes! and delivered them not when they paraded to ground their muskets!
gpt
Sir John has given his parole,
human
Sir John breaks it every hour of the day! cried Nick.
gpt
And he will break it again when we march to take him. Do you think he won't learn of our coming? Do you suppose he will stay at the Hall, which he has pledged his honour to do?
human
His lady is still there.