human
A child, she exclaimed,
gpt
Nevertheless, I carry such a one. I am on the road from Pontarlier to Paris with my child, and I sleep to-night across the way at the Marquis Phélypeaux's. It seems there is no accommodation there for infants.
human
screamed the woman, turning to the customers in the place;
gpt
Then addressing herself to St. Georges, she continued:
human
You speak well, monsieur; that is no place for children. _Ma foi!_ the old _scélérat_ would be as like to eat it.
gpt
Who, then, is Phélypeaux? asked St. Georges as he sat himself down in front of the great kitchen fire--the kitchen serving always in a Burgundian inn as the general place of assembly and serving room.
human
Who is Phélypeaux?
gpt
Monsieur does not, in truth, know?