human
It's a game,
gpt
Oh, is it? I thought it was assassination.
human
Pul--pulsate, et--Knock and it shall be opened to you,
gpt
Nobody would dare to knock. And the last thing they wish is to have it opened, remarked Dennison.
human
It is the private chapel of that old villa across the fields, but for the last two hundred years there has been a tomb inside, whose occupant is supposed to rise and come to the window now and then to glare at the passers-by. She was a Countess Alberoni, who had a tragical end, if the legend is true. Her own children are said to have locked her up in that villa with one attendant and the plainest food, until at last, from sheer melancholy, she died. On the other hand, it is added that the world was well rid of her, for a more wicked old woman never lived. Her crimes, however, whatever they were, have not prevented Modesta, I see, from decorating her with the others,