human
That is the spare room for strangers,
gpt
Perhaps someone has arrived before us, I remarked.
human
I hadn't thought of that, as you said so few people ever stopped at the Cantine over night.
gpt
Had you noticed, Monsieur, that after all we never passed the party with the donkeys?
human
I had forgotten them.
gpt
I had not, but it was Monsieur's pleasure to go slowly; to stop for the views, to look at the ruined torts, and to trace the old road. We gave them time to get far ahead. I was always watching, but never saw them. The _ânes_ had more endurance than I thought, and as for that Innocentina, she is a daughter of Satan; she would know no fatigue.
human
It would be like that little brat to gobble up the one spare room of the Cantine as he did the one chicken of the 'Déjeûner,' I muttered.
gpt
But we shall see what we shall see.