human
I am used to your thoughtlessness, used even to cruelty; but Pappina is worn out, and she must have her rest.
gpt
Eh! What's that you say? She's tired? Macaroni and a bottle of wine will build her up. Come on, sweet one. Stretching out his hand to Pappina, he continued:
human
Throughout the town those who have seen you and heard you to-night sing your praises. They believe you are mine. _Ebbene!_ So you are, sweet one--so you are.
gpt
Guiseppe, and Pappina looked pleadingly into his half-closed eyes,
human
Guiseppe, if you love me so much, take me where we shall sleep to-night. I'm not hungry, Guiseppe, but I'm so tired. I want to go to sleep.