human
Hermit of Monte Castello.
gpt
Will the day never end?
human
Well, said Guiseppe, looking about him,
gpt
Is there not money enough--can we not afford to remain in Cava over night, to have beds? Marta timidly asked.
human
The ground is so hard for the child,
gpt
Marta, you have less sense every day, was Guiseppe's angry reply.
human
Bed for the child, eh? Next thing you'll be wanting me to carry around a cradle for her to sleep in. You'll want her to ride in a carriage. Aren't the nights warm and pleasant? The ground is good enough for me to sleep on; it's good enough for you; and it's good enough for the child.
gpt
I've had a happy day. Oh, I liked the lights, the music and the people, but I'm so tired,