human
Do you see the Lamp?
gpt
Yes, I can see the Lamp.
human
House of Flamma,
gpt
House of Flamma, repeated Amaryllis, hastily, eager to show that she understood all about it. She feared lest he should enter into the history of the House of Flamma and of his connection with it; she had heard it all over and over again; her mother was a Flamma; she had herself some of the restless Flamma blood in her. When anything annoyed her or made her indignant her foot used to tap the floor, and her neck flush rosy, and her face grow dusky like the night. Then, striving to control herself, she would say to herself,
human
I _will_ not be a Flamma.