human
But the flask! cried Ali Dubh.
gpt
Where is my precious flask?
human
It is here,
gpt
But this is the silver flask--the cure for rheumatism, exclaimed the Arab.
human
Where my Golden Flask--containing the priceless Elixir of Life?
gpt
I must have made a mistake, said Madame, honestly;
human
Was it the brown bowl, Leontine?
gpt
Yes,
human
Where is it? Where is it? demanded the Arab, in a hoarse voice.
gpt
The precious liquor may yet be saved.
human
Too late, Monsieur, said the baker, shaking his head, sadly.
gpt
I used the contents of the bowl to mix the dough for my gingerbread man.
human
A gingerbread man! What do you mean?
gpt
I baked a man out of gingerbread this morning, said Monsieur Jules,
human
It is no wonder, said the Arab, dolefully;
gpt
I do not comprehend, said Madame, firmly,
human
Bismillah! shouted the Arab, striking himself fiercely across the forehead with his clinched fist.
gpt
Cannot you understand, you stupid one, that it was mine--_mine!_--this Wonderful Water of Life? I had planned to use it myself--drop by drop--that I might live forever.
human
I'm sorry, said Monsieur;
gpt
Ah! said Ali Dubh, an eager gleam in his eyes,
human
I do not know where the gingerbread man is, said Monsieur.
gpt
He walked out of my shop while he was quite hot.
human
But he can be found, said the Arab.
gpt
It is impossible for a gingerbread man, who is alive, to escape notice. Come, let us search for him at once! I must find him and eat him.