human
Truly, Don Pedro, I would go gladly, for I hate the very sight of these walls; but--if you love me--I would crave of your graciousness another boon. Set free the English gentleman who was my promised husband, and send him, with the other prisoners, back to his friends.
gpt
Señor de Melinza, I said,
human
--this I said feigning ignorance of the coward blow that so nearly reached my dear love's heart,--
gpt
Señorita, said the Spaniard,--and there was a cloud upon his brow,--
human
I would you had asked me any boon but this. Nevertheless I give you my knightly word that the man shall go, and go unharmed.
gpt
I thank you, Don Pedro,