human
Oh, sir, I crave your pardon, and I thank you.
gpt
But haste, sir! she cried again.
human
The wherry is yours. Get you, you and your men, to the other side, and escape while yet there is time.
gpt
Madam, I said,
human
I and my men have no other wish than to serve you.
gpt
I beseech you, endanger not your life in a quarrel that is not your own,
human
I trow I make it my own,