human
What brings you here, Senhor Alfonzo? I thought you were with my father at the palace.
gpt
I am about to go thither, Donna Agnes, answered the youth,
human
Pardon me, senhor, I must not delay you,
gpt
Lady, in mercy save me from destruction!
human
What mean you, Senhor Alfonzo? In what way can I aid you?
gpt
In your hands is my fate, either to leave me a wretch unworthy of existence, or to raise me from despair, and grant me bliss incomparable.
human
I dare not, I must not, understand the meaning of your strange expressions, said Donna Agnes, her hand, which rested on the balustrade, slightly trembling.
gpt
Let me entreat you, senhor, to leave me. I would not be the unhappy cause of your ruin.
human
You, you alone, can be the cause of my salvation, exclaimed the youth, with enthusiastic passion.
gpt
Donna Agnes, I love you.
human
In mercy to yourself--to me, do not say so,
gpt
My spirit would not rest, when I am in the grave, had I not declared the love I bear you,
human
Oh no, no; it must not be thus! Say you will not utter those words again, and I will endeavour to forget what you have said. You cannot know my father, if you think that he would let me listen to such declarations,
gpt
I know him well--he has ever been my benefactor, and I would show my gratitude,
human
Then, as you value his favour, do not renew this conversation. It has caused me much pain already,
gpt
I cannot longer conceal the consuming love I feel for you, exclaimed the Secretary.
human
Can you, in return, hate me for it?
gpt
Oh no, no,
human
Will you, can you love me, then? exclaimed the youth.
gpt
Will you grant me but one hope to endure existence?
human
Oh leave me, leave me, Senhor Alfonzo! she cried.
gpt
These words are cruelty to me and to yourself. It cannot be. My father esteems you, and confides in you; but, did he suspect what you have told me, his anger would be aroused to a pitch you little dream of, and of my hand he has already determined the disposal; but I shall ever regard you as a friend.
human
Then were you free, you might, you would love me? exclaimed the infatuated youth.
gpt
Donna Agnes, you do love me?--utter but the word, and no power shall tear you from me.
human
This conduct is ungenerous, unworthy of you, responded Donna Agnes.
gpt
I would not speak harshly to you; but you drive me to it. From henceforth, I must fly your presence. Again I ask you to leave me. I never can be yours.
human
Then you have sealed my doom and your father's,--his death be upon your head, cruel girl!
gpt
Oh stay, stay! cried the young lady, alarmed at his agitated look, and extraordinary violence;