human
How long it is since I came here with my dear Countess Filota! She and her friends spoke of Cicero and Virgil, their homes beneath this hillside. We turned and went--let me see, which way was it? It is so long ago I have almost forgotten. Oh! this way, to the left and we visited the tomb of Virgil; we--
gpt
Who were they, Marta? Pappina interrupted her,
human
No, no, _carina_. They were great poets. I wish you might-- She left the sentence unfinished, for glancing toward Guiseppe, plodding ahead, she noticed something queer in his gait. She ran forward, calling:
gpt
Guiseppe! What's the matter, Guiseppe?
human
I'm not well, Marta, he gasped as they reached him.
gpt
My legs and breath shouldn't give out like this. It won't do. I tell you. I'm not well.