human
Courage! and by to-morrow she will be at your feet.
gpt
Just now, she grew pale and red with jealousy. No weakness, or all is lost!
human
So! there you are again, talking your dreadful gibberish, said Rose Pompon, turning round towards Faringhea.
gpt
First of all, it is not polite; and then the language is so odd, that one might suppose you were cracking nuts.
human
I spoke of you to my master, said the half-caste;
gpt
A surprise? oh! that is different. Only make haste--do you hear, Prince Charming!
human
My heart is breaking,
gpt
But to-morrow it will bound with joy and love, answered the half-caste.
human
It is only by disdain that you can conquer a proud woman. To-morrow, I tell you, she will be trembling, confused, supplicating, at your feet!
gpt
To-morrow, she will hate me like death!
human
Yes, were she now to see you weak and cowardly. It is now too late to draw back; look full at her, take the nosegay from this girl, and raise it to your lips. Instantly, you will see yonder woman, proud as she is, grow pale and red, as just now. Then will you believe me?