human
I'll shame your cursed pride, cried she.
gpt
You shall be rove to a gun and flayed with whips--
human
Ah! said she softly, staring where it glittered in my shackled hand.
gpt
Would you kill me! Come then, death have I never feared--strike, _Martino mio_!
human
Silly wench, said I,
gpt
Ah, damned coward, she cried,