human
So, señorita, the caged bird can sing?
gpt
When her jailer wills it so, Don Pedro, I said softly, and smiled--and sighed--and gave a half-fearful glance over my shoulder; then added, in a lower whisper:
human
And when she wills otherwise, I must be silent.
gpt
How, would she even keep a lock upon your lips?
human
Upon my lips--and my eyes also. Indeed, my very brows are under her jurisdiction, and are oft constrained to frown, against their will!
gpt
So! he exclaimed; and I saw a sweet doubt creep over his face.
human
Must I place to her account the many frowns you have bestowed on me?
gpt
If that be true, then grant me the rose in your bosom, lady!
human
Oh! I dare not!
gpt
Here is for such awkwardness!