human
And now change thy dress, son, continued his father;
gpt
If the Duffadar here have no objection, returned the young man.
human
You forget, father; I am his prisoner of my own free will.
gpt
Chut, chut, boy! thou art no prisoner--be quick,
human
The saints forbid, interposed the Duffadar,
gpt
There, there, Fazil! go! interrupted the Khan, laughing;
human
I have no eyes for thee in that abomination; let us see thee in thy proper shape.
gpt
Then follow me, father, into this apartment, replied Fazil;
human
I have that to say which will not bear witnesses--much that is marvellous.
gpt
That I doubt not, son. I will follow when Bulwunt is cared for; I see they have brought up the palankeen.