human
Silence, Gionetta! How wretched I am to have no one else to speak to-- to advise me. Oh, beautiful sun! and the girl pressed her hand to her heart with wild energy,
gpt
And indeed it is time I should leave you, for the polenta will be spoiled, and you have eaten nothing all day. If you don't eat you will lose your beauty, my darling, and then nobody will care for you. Nobody cares for us when we grow ugly,--I know that; and then you must, like old Gionetta, get some Isabel of your own to spoil. I'll go and see to the polenta.
human
Since I have known this man, said the actress, half aloud,
gpt
Isabella! carissima! Isabella!