human
Unhappy? I cried.
gpt
What is the cause of thy misery? Art thou thyself a slave, or--or art thou wedded?
human
I--I love thee! she stammered.
gpt
Is not that sufficient? If I wish at present to conceal certain facts, why dost thou desire me to tell lies to _thee_? To my woman Messoudia thou didst take oath to seek no further information beyond what I give thee.
human
True, O Zoraida, I said.
gpt
Forgive me. Yet the mystery that surroundeth thyself is so puzzling.
human
I know, she said, with a tantalising laugh.
gpt
But when a woman loves, it is imprudent of her to compromise herself;