human
I think the moon must be letting me look at its other side to-night, said she.
gpt
Have you been saving up the artist and poet in you, to show them to me now?
human
Oh, no, said he,
gpt
Not to-night, if you please. Let us sit by the fire again. It will be a grand house, dear. Sometimes I think, too grand for Bellevale; and quite often I feel, too grand, too elegant--for me.
human
Who then, answered Florian, who saw his conversational duty, a dead-sure thing, and went for it there and then,
gpt
To deny that you feel so--felt so about it when you gave orders for the building, would be foolish, said she at last.
human
And it was very dear of you to do it. But once a man, having a little gem which he thought of perfect water, placed it in a setting so large and so cunningly wrought that nobody ever saw the little stone, unless it was pointed out to them.
gpt
He saw it, said Florian,
human
Really, he thought,
gpt
I am getting quite ardent. And under different circumstances, I could be so in the utmost good faith; for I know she's as good and true as she is queenly and beautiful. But after all, it is duty, only, and----
human
In such a house, she went on,
gpt
Yes?
human
Before it comes to that, she burst forth, her eyes wide and her hands clasped in her lap,
gpt
I want to die! I could gather the fagots for the fire, and cuddle down by it on a heap of straw by the roadside, with the man I love; and if I knew he loved me, he might beat me, and I would bear it, and be happy in his strength--far happier than in those chambers you spoke of a moment ago, with an acquaintance who merely happened to be called a husband! I would rather walk the streets than that!