human
You are right; it is growing dark and cool and you must go back into the cave.
gpt
What disturbs your soul? asked the older man.
human
It is--it was--what good can it do me! cried Paulus in strong excitement.
gpt
There we sat, witnesses of the most glorious marvels of the Most High, and I, in shameless idolatry, seemed to see before me the chariot of Helios with its glorious winged-horses, snorting fire as they went, and Helios himself in the guise of Hermas, with gleaming golden hair, and the dancing Hours, and the golden gates of the night. Accursed rabble of demons!--