human
My name, the woman replied to her question,
gpt
And to another question,
human
No; I am a yellow girl. I belong to Mr. Louis Belmonti, who keeps this 'coffee-house.' He has owned me for four or five years. Before that? Before that, I belonged to Mr. John Fitz Müller, who has the saw-mill down here by the convent. I always belonged to him.
gpt
You are not rightly a slave. Your name is Müller. You are of pure German blood. I knew your mother. I know you. We came to this country together on the same ship, twenty-five years ago.
human
No, said the other;
gpt
Come with me. Come up into Lafayette and see if I do not show you to others who will know you the moment they look at you.