human
Will you eat now?
gpt
Presently, answered Dalrymple.
human
What is there to eat? I am hungry.
gpt
It seems that you have to say so! laughed the girl.
human
It is a new thing. There is beefsteak or mutton, if you wish to know. And ham--a fresh ham cut to-day. It is one of the Grape-eater's, and it seems good. You remember, Sor Tommaso, the--speaking with respect to your face--the pig we called the Grape-eater last year? Speaking with respect, he was a good pig. It is one of his hams that we have cut. There is also salad, and fresh bread, which you like. And wine, I will not speak of it. Eh, he likes wine, the Englishman! He comes in with a long, long face--and when he goes to bed, his face is wide, wide. That is the wine. But then, it does nothing else to him. It only changes his face. When I look at him, I seem to see the moon waxing.
gpt
You talk too much,
human
Never mind, papa! Words are not pennies. The more one wastes, the more one has!
gpt
Fine blood,
human
You will be wanted before long, Sor Tommaso, said Dalrymple, gravely.
gpt
I hear that the abbess is very ill.
human
The abbess, you say? Dear me! She is not young! What has she? Who told you, Sor Angoscia?