human
Where am I? who are you?
gpt
We are nurses of the Earthquaker, they said.
human
Our duty is to sing him asleep, and every year he must have a new song; and every year a new maiden must be sent down from earth, with a new sleepy song she has learned from the priests of Manoa, the City of the Sun. Are you the new singer?
gpt
No, I'm _not_, said Jaqueline.
human
I don't know the priests of Manoa; I don't know any new sleepy song. I only want to find the way out.
gpt
There is no way, or we should have found it, said one of the maidens;
human
Then they all wept softly in the stillness.
gpt
Can we get anything to eat here?