human
You were not gone long, my lord king, he said.
gpt
But you _were_ gone. Of that there can be no doubt. Why did you return?
human
I couldn't remember, he said softly.
gpt
I couldn't remember who I was nor why I had gone to that ... that place. And when I remembered, I came back.
human
It is as I have heard. The memory ties one too strongly to the past--to one's own time. One must return as soon as the mind had adjusted. I am sorry, my friend; I had hoped we could escape. But now it appears that we must wait until our ransoms are paid. And I much fear that mine will never be paid.
gpt
Nor mine, said the big man dully.
human
My faithful Blondin found me, but he may not have returned to London. And even if he has, my brother John may be reluctant to raise the money.
gpt
What? Would England hesitate to ransom the brave king who has fought so gallantly in the Holy Crusades? Never! You will be free, my friend.
human
Lion-hearted,