human
Was it of course, amore mio? she said, with a gushing look of exquisite happiness, and a little movement towards clasping his hand, which still held hers, to her heart.
gpt
Was it of course that you should come to your own, own Bianca when she begged it? But you are looking fagged, harassed, troubled, mio bene: have you had anything to vex you? Henceforward, you know, all that is trouble to you is trouble to me. I shall insist on sharing your sorrows as well as your joys, Lamberto. What is it that has annoyed you, amore mio?
human
I have much on my mind--necessarily, Bianca mia; many things that are not pleasant to think of. Can you not guess as much?
gpt
I have had but one thought, amico mio, since I heard from your lips the dear words that told me that henceforward we should be but one; that our lives, our hopes, our fears, would be the same; that, in the sight of God and man, you would be my husband, and I your wife. Since then, I have had but one thought, and it is one which would avail to gild all others, let them be what they might, with its brightness. Is the same thought as sweet a source of happiness to you, my promised husband?
human
That's clear enough, I hope, thought Gigia, outside the door, to herself.
gpt
Che! If nothing had been said the other day, that would be enough; and I think Quinto might trust nostra bambina to manage her own affairs. She knows what she is about, the dear child: not but that it is a good plan to be able to remind a gentleman in case he should forget. Gentlemen will forget such things sometimes.
human
You cannot doubt my love,