human
Close the terrace-door, she hastily said, leaning back in her chair,
gpt
You are saving my honour and liberty! he stammered out,
human
Not another word, broke in the matron,
gpt
It is nothing, returned he, hastily pressing his glove on the place.
human
I hardly feel it. Would to God that the blow I dealt in return may not be more dangerous! But I fear--
gpt
Valentin, said the lady,