human
Papa is going away, far across the waters to the fair castellated land, which has been your childhood's dream, to dear, beautiful Spain, and what shall I bring back for my little daughter?
gpt
Beautiful Spain! beautiful Spain!
human
Every thing there is so lovely, how can I tell what to ask, dear papa; but wait one moment, and she ran to the garden arbor, and told the duenna all, and said,
gpt
What shall I ask? The old woman frowned till her brows met, then she laughed strangely, and said,
human
You shall ask for a string of pearls, as pure and white as snow, and as large and clear as the dew-drops.
gpt
I would like, papa, a string of pearls for my hair, as pure and white as snow, and as large and clear as dew-drops in the first flush of the dawning.
human
My little daughter shall have her wish, let it cost what it may.
gpt
The dear papa! the dear papa will bring me the most beautiful pearls in the world.
human
What shall I bring mamma?
gpt
Only yourself, dear husband, and your precious love. A tear came to his eye, but he brushed it hastily away, and whispered,
human
I shall soon return, dear wife, to my dearest treasures;