human
Now for the wine,
gpt
He is gone, Louis, said she, laying her hand on his arm.
human
He is fled. I released him. Was it not noble in me, when he loves Helen, and he a thief, too?
gpt
I am glad of it! he exclaimed--
human
Oh, no! I did it very easily--I gave him your cloak and cap. You must not be angry, you shall have new ones. They fitted him very nicely. He would run faster, if my heart-strings did not get tangled round his feet, all bleeding, too. Don't you remember, Miss Thusa told you about it, long ago?
gpt
My God, Mittie! what makes you talk in that way? Don't talk so. Don't look so. For Heaven's sake, don't look so wild.
human
I can't help it, Louis, said she, pressing her hands on the top of her head,
gpt
I feel so strange here. I do believe I'm mad.