human
I fear, brother, your story is far from edifying,
gpt
Well, maybe I was wrong, continued Brother Mailcoba,
human
Not that, not that! suddenly exclaimed the last come guest fixing his glittering eyes on the harper. The vehemence of the exclamation and the harsh tones in which it was uttered caused general surprise. The stranger noticing this appeared somewhat confused, and he endeavoured to explain himself by saying--
gpt
It was too early yet for slumber, and that for his part he preferred that sleep should come to him naturally than that it should be brought by song.
human
It seems to me, quoth the harper, sadly,
gpt
Say not so, said the maiden softly,
human
--and she glanced at her sleeping parent--