human
Thou hast sung thy ransom! she exclaimed.
gpt
The sound of music is stronger than gold! Yet I was detained six days, during which there were mysterious comings and goings. The old witch herself, who had made me write on a piece of paper the words
human
I travel to Naples and my name, disappeared for a day, and came back with a letter, which she commanded me not to read then. Finally, in the midst of night, she led me out of the robbers' den and took me across a rocky path to a dumb peasant with an ass, which I was made to mount. She kissed my forehead and departed. When daylight broke I opened the letter, which contained a passport in my name, an order for five hundred scudi on a Naples bank, and the words
gpt
Bernardo is out of danger, but do not return to Rome for some months.