human
Katrine, we have come in perfect friendship, Anna and I. We wish to speak to you in love and honest friendship--
gpt
Who is there--who is there? cried Miser Pretzel, from the lower part of the house.
human
What is keeping you so long, Katrine?
gpt
It is Master Fink and Anna,
human
What an honor--what an honor! he exclaimed, surveying us with his sly eyes.
gpt
Now, whoever would have thought that honest Master Fink, upright Master Fink, who wastes young men's lives, and ruins them, and treats them like dirt under his feet--whoever would have thought that _he_ would make a friendly visit to poor old Pretzel! And handsome Anna, too, with her beautiful white teeth close shut over her malicious old tongue--she has come to see the poor old man! Katrine, my child, and Pretzel drew the girl, who was now looking at us in anger, close to him,