human
I think I am better companioned this heavenly night without thy preaching, she said serenely, as Eloisà, half repenting her quickness, turned back to wave her a farewell,
gpt
--she lingered mockingly on the word--
human
How to thy 'displeasure'? What 'rights'?
gpt
His right of Lord of the fiefs--for our lands are gifts of the Crown--to choose a husband for his _dama di maridaggio_ who suiteth not her fancy.
human
Nay, verily, Ecciva, he is a noble gentleman--he would not press thee too hard, thou wouldst protest.
gpt
Aye, I should protest--I _would_ protest. And so he hath no scheme to marry me with the miserable Neapolitan noble who held our lands while we were dispossessed, I care not! But it were good to know what fancy might seize him--our charming Janus! For he is a man of many moods and some favorite of the Soldan may next be friend to him!