human
To-morrow we will hunt again.
gpt
Lie down on your bed, dear fawn, and rest, that you may be soon well.
human
I cannot stay in, I must go after them; I shall not be taken easily again!
gpt
I know you will be killed, and I left alone here in the forest, and forsaken of everybody. I cannot let you go!
human
Then I shall die here with longing, answered the fawn;