human
One might be in England,
gpt
Is it so like? asked Bice eagerly.
human
Kitty never told me that it was. I shall come here often.
gpt
You have a great fancy for England, and yet you might be content with your own country,
human
England is my country,
gpt
But you are a Capponi?
human
Who told you so? she cried angrily.
gpt
It was that old Andrea, I am certain. I will not have it. I am not Capponi any longer. I am English, and English only.