human
Only give me time, she cried, hiding her burning face in Zyna's bosom--
gpt
Then she added, after a pause, and looking up sadly,
human
I am his captive and his slave; not of your people, lady, but a stranger, and an infidel, as the priest says; impure among my own sect, and of no account but for shame and dishonour. As such, I cannot come to a noble house. Ah, do not mock me!
gpt
They say, returned Zyna,