human
The powder! roared the Captain, hoarse with fury.
gpt
Give me the powder, and I will blow in the wall on their heads.
human
Nay! said Ferrara;
gpt
No, the powder! That bullet grazed my head. I will lay it against the wall. Good! here is a projecting stone. Get back, all of you, to the inner curve.
human
Listen in there! In one minute you will be crushed. I have laid the train --there was a scratch--
gpt
I have fired it--good-bye!