human
Oh! do not leave me, she exclaimed.
gpt
I dread the thoughts of again parting from you: I know not what may occur: I fear some danger may happen to you, or I may again be committed to a convent. Come to my father, and he will thank you for having again saved his child!
human
You had better first go alone and see the senhor your father, interrupted the nurse.
gpt
There is a vile story told of Don Luis, which I know is not true, but which makes your father dislike to see him.
human
Senhora Gertudes speaks rightly, said Luis.
gpt
Go, beloved one, alone to meet your father, and I doubt not he will soon learn to think more justly of me. I will not quit the palace.