human
You have a fine little child there, she said.
gpt
Surely you must be very happy.
human
Yes, she said,
gpt
Then you could not teach me, said the Princess, sighing to herself as she moved away. She wandered on till she came to a church, which she entered. All was still within, for the church was empty; but before the altar, on a splendid bier, lay the body of a young man, who had been killed in the war. He was dressed in his gay uniform, and his breast was covered with medals, and his sword lay beside him. He was shot through the heart, but his face was peaceful and his lips were smiling. The Princess walked to his side, and looked at the quiet face. Then she stooped and kissed the cold forehead, and envied the soldier.
human
If he could speak, she said,
gpt
You have taught him, she said, holding out her arms.
human
Will you not teach me to smile like that?
gpt
Nay, said Death, pointing to the medals on the dead man's breast,
human
I taught him whilst he was doing his duty. I cannot teach you.