human
You have given the signore a beautiful fright, observed the old man.
gpt
I told him you had gone out. With one jump he was upstairs. By this time he cries.
human
Can you carry up these things for me?
gpt
I am not a porter, said the cobbler, with his head on one side.
human
But one must live. With courage and money one makes war. There are three pieces. One at a time. But you must watch the door while I carry up the box. If any one should steal my tools, it would be a beautiful day's work. Without them I should be in the middle of the street. You will understand, Signora. It is not to do you a discourtesy, but my tools are my bread. Without them I cannot eat. There is also the left boot of Sor Ercole. If any one were to steal it, Sor Ercole would go upon one leg. Imagine the disgrace!
gpt
I will stay here, said Gloria.
human
Do not be afraid.