human
Madame! Madame! you cannot mean this! Augustine! Augustine! Chérie!
gpt
Ah, Danton, Danton, why did you ever allow 'Le Vieux Corsaire' to come between you and me--married these twenty years. I, proud of my husband always, and he, I think, had no reason to be ashamed of me.
human
My love! My pride! My noble Augustine! Nothing shall come between us.
gpt
But it has, Danton. Your 'Vieux Corsaire,' and your 'Drapeau Rouge,' and your 'mangeurs de prêtres'--you have brought it all between you and me and between our child and her happiness.
human
Down with the 'Drapeau Rouge!' Augustine, let me disarrange that fatal flag,