human
O God! cried Cesarini, stung with remorse.
gpt
Speak to me, speak to me, Florence! I did wrong; forget that hateful letter! I have been false--false!
human
Ah, false--say so again--no, no, I remember he told me--he, so wise, so deep a judge of human character, that he would be sponsor for your faith--, that your honour and heart were incorruptible. It is true; I thank you--you have saved me from a terrible fate.
gpt
O, Lady Florence, dear--too dear--yet, would that--alas! she does not listen to me,