human
Better, good Monsieur Schmolnitz?
gpt
Beast! traitress! you are my wife, are you? hissed he, in a furious whisper.
human
I had my doubts of you all the while. But this shall ruin you.
gpt
Oh, no, my excellent tailor, I am above your puny attacks. So, now that we have squared accounts, I will bid you a long adieu.