human
But there is no use in discussing new articles of food when the kingdom is under the cloud that it is at present, and my retorts and crystals all smashed,
gpt
Why, what is the cloud, my lord?
human
Of course it is necromancy,
gpt
Necromancy! he cried,
human
Have you any idea where she is?
gpt
Idea where she is? he repeated scornfully.
human
You are just of a piece with the idiots who broke my mirrors to see if the Princess was not behind them! How should we have any idea where she is if she is lost, pray?