human
Don't cry,
gpt
Oh, let me cry. I am so unhappy, so miserable. I have played away my life so foolishly. But I didn't know. I swear to you, I didn't understand. Now all is over. I am a lost woman----
human
Don't exaggerate.
gpt
Oh, you yourself said it. You are right. A respectable girl, who holds dear her honour, who is jealous of her reputation, doesn't fly from her home, doesn't throw herself into the arms of a man. You are right--you only--you are always right--you who are so wise. But if you knew--if you knew what it is like, this madness that springs up from my heart to my brain--if you knew how I lose my head, when my feelings get the better of me--you would be sorry for me.
human
Don't cry any more,
gpt
Ah, if tears could only wash out the past,
human
Good-bye, Anna,
gpt
Don't go away. And she took his hand.
human
I haven't said anything to you yet. I haven't explained. You are going away angry with me. But you are right. The sooner it is finished the better. To-day I have no strength. I irritate you. Women who make scenes are always tiresome. But you ought to know, you ought. I will write to you--I will write everything. You permit me to, don't you? Say that you permit me. I can't live unless you let me write and tell you everything.
gpt
Write,
human
And you forgive me?
gpt
I have nothing to forgive. Write. Good-bye, Anna.
human
Well, is the marriage arranged?
gpt
No. It will never be arranged.
human
Are you in love with Cesare Dias?
gpt
Yes,