human
Now there is another task, said the Tsar smilingly.
gpt
Have each of your wives weave a rug by to-morrow.
human
C-R-O-A-K! C-R-O-A-K! Dear Tsarevitch Ivan, my husband and master, why so troubled again? Was not father pleased?
gpt
How can I be otherwise? The Tsar, my father, has ordered a rug by to-morrow.
human
Do not worry, Tsarevitch. Go to bed; go to sleep. The morning hour will bring help.
gpt
Dear nurses and faithful waitresses, come to me for new work. Weave a silk rug like the one I used to sit upon in the palace of the king, my father.