human
Papa has perhaps gone off,
gpt
So much the better, replied Maxime,
human
I will see you home.
gpt
You know that they really want me to marry you, he added.
human
It's no longer a joke, it's serious. But what shall we do with ourselves when we are married?
gpt
Why, we'll do what others do, of course.
human
We will go to Italy. It will do my chest good. I am very ill. Ah! my poor Maxime, what a sorry wife you will have! I am not bigger than two sous of butter.
gpt
It's the hardbake, said she.
human
At home I'm forbidden to eat it. Pass me the plate, I will put the rest in my pocket.