human
That is your resolve?
gpt
D’ye doubt it? Captain Murray, it is a loathsome business enough to pick the pockets of the dead, but to take clothes and all——
human
The Scots had no hand in it, I tell ye. Our lads hae over-muckle care for the dead of either side. But I aye mistrusted those Psalm-singing rogues. Will ye take it at that?
gpt
There’s a sickness in the middle of me, said Christopher, with tired simplicity.
human
What is your business with me here in Wilstrop Wood?
gpt
As I told you, sir, General Leslie’s heart is tender as a maudlin woman’s—now the battle is won, and his own wounds patched up—and needs must that you identify the dead.