human
Oh, said Iris again,
gpt
she thought,
human
My tutor, he went on,
gpt
But I am glad that you are poor. If you were rich I should have been afraid--oh, not of you, Arnold--never of you, but of your people. And, besides it is so good--oh, so very good for a young man--a young man of the best kind, not my cousin's kind--to be poor. Nobody ought ever to be allowed to become rich before he is fifty years of age at the very least. Because now you will have to work in earnest, and you will become a great artist--yes, a truly great artist, and we shall be proud of you.
human
You shall make of me what you please, and what you can. For your sake, Iris, I wish I were another Raphael. You are my mistress and my queen. Bid me to die, and I will dare--Iris, I swear that the words of the extravagant old song are real to me.
gpt
Nay, she said,
human
she added softly, with a tender blush;
gpt
I think--nay, I am sure and certain that it can obey.
human
My love, he murmured;