human
By St. George! exclaimed Sir John,
gpt
I already see the remnants of these foreign scoundrels under lock and key in the King's Castle of Portchester!
human
Nay, by the Rood! replied Walter Brakkeleye;
gpt
Ah, an' ye would flout my authority? demanded the choleric knight.
human
Am I, Constable of Portchester and Governor of the town of Portsmouth, to be overridden by a mere Bailiff of Southampton?
gpt
But the galley now lies in this river, which is within my bailiwick, retorted Brakkeleye stoutly.
human
Nay, she lies on the other side of the low water channel, which, you will accept, is within the bailiwick of Titchfield. That being so, as Governor I hold authority over that half of the river.