human
Men would blame me, did they know the game I played, he thought;
gpt
he muttered, in a scornful tone,
human
I can sign no more of your long edicts to-night, my Carvalho. Far more pleasing cares call me elsewhere; and I must snatch a few hours of liberty while my most jealous lady Queen is persuaded I am closeted with my faithful Minister.
gpt
Your Majesty's wishes are ever my laws, returned the Minister;
human
Do so, my good friend,
gpt
I shall not detain you long. Has Teixeira yet come?
human
I will inquire,