human
We are more than friends, Ce-cil, she said presently, thoughtfully watching the smoke that curled upward from her rosy lips.
gpt
I only wish it were possible that I could leave this land and go to thine. Ah! If thou couldst but know how dull and colourless is my life, how rapidly my doom approaches--how horrible it all is!
human
What is this strange destiny that the Fates have in store for thee?
gpt
Have I not already told thee that thy curiosity cannot be satisfied?
human
Yes. But I love thee, I protested.
gpt
Surely I may know the character of any danger that threateneth?
human
I take this in remembrance of to-night.
gpt
But is there nothing I can do to avert this mysterious evil which thou apprehendest?