human
What! sister Clara, ever meditating in our bower? exclaimed the girl, laughing,
gpt
I shall begin to suspect you have some lover among the gallant friars opposite, or perhaps some one has managed to fly to the foot of the tower; for Love, we are told, has wings, though he generally uses them rather to fly away; but in no other way could a human being contrive to get there, I am sure. I quite forgot--I came to bring you a message from the Lady Abbess, to say that your father and a certain Padre Alfonzo are waiting to see you.
human
I will accompany you,