human
Forgive me, sweetheart, for being so churlish--but you cannot know the fears that fill me when I see that man's dark face gazing into yours, and realize that we are utterly in his power.
gpt
Surely he would not harm me!
human
He may spare himself the pain of it! I cried.
gpt
Have you not told him that we are betrothed?
human
Aye, love--but he may lose his heart in spite of that. What wonder if he does? The miracle would be if he could look upon your face unmoved.
gpt
Am I so wondrous pretty, then?
human
Fairer than any woman living!