human
How does it please your pretty saintship? 'Tis something better than either Padre Ignacio's hut or Melinza's galley, is it not? Are you content to remain?
gpt
Madame, I said desperately,
human
What should harm him? she demanded.
gpt
Is he not the guest of my husband?
human
His guest, madame, or his prisoner?
gpt
Whichever rôle he may have the wit--or the folly--to play.
human
Madame, madame, do not trifle with me!
gpt
Child, what should make thee so afraid?
human
Señor de Melinza bears him no good will--he may strive to prejudice your husband!
gpt
Why should Melinza have aught against your Englishman?
human
Look at me!
gpt
she said then, and pushed me aside.
human
she cried, fiercely, and shook me roughly by the shoulder,
gpt
Never, madame, never! I answered quickly, frightened by her vehemence.
human
Indeed, their quarrel did not concern me. 'Twas about two lads that had a wrestling-match upon the galley. And although they were both angered at the time, there may be no ill feeling between them now. I was foolish to speak of it. Forget my imprudence, I pray you!
gpt
Tell me the whole story,