human
Last Judgment and the
gpt
Triumph of Death. He passed the celebrated sarcophagus without knowing what it was, his attention being more attracted by the modern monuments, the large marble figures, seated and standing, that stared down upon him with their unmoving white eyes. At last he sat down at the base of one of these figures to rest, for the air here was cool compared with the atmosphere outside. The two strangers, in their slow progress, looking at everything, guide-book in hand, had passed him once; now on their second round they stopped near him at the doorway, preparing for departure.
human
Well, there is nothing more to see in Pisa, said one.
gpt
Thank Heaven! Pisa's done. Now we can go on to Lerici.
human
We haven't found those plates yet,
gpt
What plates?
human
Why, don't you remember? They say there are old majolica plates set in one of the campaniles here--trophies taken from the Moors ages ago. I've stared up at every campanile, and haven't seen a sign. I wonder if that boy would know? What a forlorn-looking creature!