human
I was but trying you, lovely one, he said, in a soft tone.
gpt
I am not the blood-stained monster I painted myself. My hand has never slain a fellow-man except in self-defence; and is not so unworthy as you would believe to be clasped in yours. Besides, Nina, you are, as far as your church makes you so, my wedded wife--for good or for evil, for wealth or for poverty, and must not, sweet one, play the tyrant over me. But a truce with this folly--I am weary of it, he cried, starting up;
human
I have many directions to give about my brave barque, which I must not forget-- even for your sake,--and I must see old Vlacco, and consult with him about improving the fortifications of our island--for, with enemies on all sides, these are not times when we can trust to our remote position as before, and to such old defences as nature has provided. Farewell; and when I return, let me see the accustomed smile resting on those sweet lips.