human
I have brought your letters with me. Letters are so easily lost, and other people read them. So, having learned their contents, I return them to you.
gpt
What! he cried,
human
Tear them up--you,
gpt
It's not nice to tear up letters.
human
Tear them, tear them.
gpt
As you like,
human
So, it is certain, you don't care for me?
gpt
I mustn't contradict you,
human
Do you remember, Stella, that day I left you in the Church of Santa Chiara?
gpt
Yes; I remember.
human
Well, now I tell you this--never forget it. On that day I signed my own death-sentence.