human
Very fine I call it! he exclaimed, with a joyful laugh.
gpt
Some little game of tag, what? And our Moslem friends are still 'it!' We're still ahead!
human
And likely to be, till our friends bring powder, mine that door, and blow it in! The Master added:
gpt
We've still a few minutes--maybe more. Now, then--
human
the lieutenant's orderly was vociferating. They saw his distorted, torture-broken hand wildly gesticulating toward the floor.
gpt
My Lieutenant, behold!
human
In the name of God, what now? Leclair demanded, scimitar in hand. The silver lamps struck high-lights from that gleaming blade, as he turned toward his orderly. Never had he seen the man seized and shaken by excitement as at this moment.
gpt
What hast thou found, Lebon? What?
human
But behold--behold!