human
Oh, _carissima_, she whispered,
gpt
There's no fete day here till September, St. Matthew's Day, he said. Turning to Pappina, he continued:
human
Look here, girl, we are going where there will be a crowd of people promenading to-night. We are going to the Quay--they call it Corso Garibaldi. I'll have none of your impudence in that crowd to-night--none of your stubbornness; do you understand? When I say sing, you will sing. When I say dance, you will dance. Do you hear?
gpt
Then remember. He shook his fist in her face. She flushed scarlet, but said nothing. Guiseppe evidently was expecting a reply. He waited a moment, then continued his tirade:
human
Why don't you speak, girl? You stand there, red in the face, ready to kill me, and say nothing. Have out with it; what you've got to say I want to hear right now. I'll have none of your impudence to-night.
gpt
Oh, afraid of me for once, are you? he sneered.
human
Marta, the minx is afraid of me. Bravo! Bravo! I'll drink to her health as soon as we find a wine-shop. Ha, ha, Marta! She's a coward, after all.