human
Good evening, Cesano; let me introduce you to our new lodger, an Englishman.
gpt
Are you coming out?
human
I should like to, Cesano, but I can't possibly leave a stranger quite alone for his first night in Alsander, can I?
gpt
Oh, he looks as if he could look after himself, that great pink-faced lout of an Englishman. Besides, what does he matter? And he must be tired if he has only just arrived.
human
I am not at all tired, said Norman.
gpt
I have been asleep all day.
human
Then you understand me, sir? Then you don't mind?
gpt
I do rather. Especially since you have said I didn't matter. Particularly so since you called me a pink-faced lout of an Englishman.
human
Forgive me, sir, said Cesano, with intensive courtesy.
gpt
I could not have imagined that you understood my words. It is so rarely that we Alsandrians have the pleasure of hearing foreigners speak our tongue. And as you have understood me, you have understood that I was only in jest. And if there was a little offence, you must pardon me. I am a lover. We lovers are so hasty. It is natural to be jealous of all men when one is a lover. Of course, for me to have been jealous of you, even for an instant, was purely ridiculous.
human
I pardon you certainly, Signor Cesano, said Norman.
gpt
I pardon you with all my heart, but....
human
Normano desires to say --murmured the young lady in a very sweet voice--
gpt
Cause for jealousy! What do you mean by cause for jealousy? Of him?
human
Ah! he still finds the language a little difficult to speak, you know. Even you who are native do not seem to have mastered it completely, Cesano. Yes, of course, of him!
gpt
But what do you mean--what do you mean? What do you dare to mean?
human
This!