human
We’re after bigger deer, laughed the Squire of Nappa.
gpt
Who rides for the King?
human
All of us,
gpt
Ay, it seems like it, growled the Squire.
human
Much good you’re doing Skipton-in-Craven by hunting deer instead of Roundheads.
gpt
Skipton can stand a twelve months’ siege. She can whistle when she needs us, like any other likely lass. There’s no need to lose a hunting-day till Sir John Mallory needs us.