human
My God!
gpt
If your father were not a prisoner, she said,
human
I would swear that was his knock.
gpt
That is his step,
human
Clotilde, where are you?
gpt
My father! my father!
human
My daughter! my daughter! he murmured,
gpt
I don't know myself.
human
But what is the meaning of this scaffold before the house, and why are all the windows closed?
gpt
Schneider had the scaffold put up there, and I ordered all the windows closed; I shut them that I might not have to see you die.
human
But it was Schneider who opened the door of my prison for me, and let me go on my own recognizance, at the same time inviting himself to dinner to-morrow.
gpt
My father, said Clotilde,
human
Of Schneider?
gpt
Of Schneider.
human
Poor child! And at what price did he grant it?
gpt
Papa, the price is yet to be agreed upon between us. Doubtless, he will tell us the conditions to-morrow.
human
We will wait for them.