human
Don't you know me?
gpt
Where could I ever have seen your lordship?
human
And do neither of your sons know me? I think these are your sons, aren't they?
gpt
What, don't you know your own son, Kubik, whom you used to beat for stealing when he showed you his betrothal gifts?
human
Bless my soul, I believe it is our Kubik! But who could recognize the boy!... And is this his bride? That settles it! Kubik shall have the farm! Kubik has brought home the most beautiful bride!
gpt
Kubik doesn't need the farm, the old queen said,