human
I've made up my mind to one thing, Trot, he said confidentially;
gpt
You haven't any hair, Cap'n Bill, answered Trot;
human
We have decided not to remain in this castle any longer. Zog's cruel designs upon our lives and happiness are becoming too dangerous for us to endure. The golden sword now bears a fairy charm, and by its aid I will cut a way through our enemies. Are you ready and willing to follow me?
gpt
Of course we are!
human
It don't seem 'zactly right to ask a lady to do the fightin', remarked Cap'n Bill;
gpt
If I chance to fail, said the Queen,
human
That's all right, said Trot, with fine courage.
gpt
Let's have it over with.
human
Then we will leave here at once,