human
Our time is short, Dama Ecciva, he reminded her at length, when she had chosen a cushioned corner and sat toying with a bunch of wild orchids--seemingly forgetful of his presence, as of her summons.
gpt
We are alone: and if thou hast a confidence to make--'of import to the State'----
human
The time is long enough for our needs, Eccellentissimo, she retorted, with a rippling laugh.
gpt
Verily, I like these wild blooms better than Her Majesty's choice favorites--this orchid hath a face well-nigh human--but overwise; I scarce need tell it--as to thee--that the sailing of the galley was my device to bring thee quickly.
human
Wherefore 'quickly', he answered her,
gpt
Nay, nay, there is not time, she cried passionately, stretching out her hands to him.
human
There is _not_ time! Though it be not to-night, it may be to-morrow--who knoweth? And it is forever--forever and ever! Caro Signore, art thou not a little sorry for me?