human
Madam, he added,
gpt
Mon Dieu! monsieur!
human
The baroness, your mother, madam, whom I had the pleasure of seeing during the day, was kind enough to hold out some encouragement to me--in a measure--and to permit me to hope that you might entertain some esteem for me, or at least that you had no prejudice against me. As to myself madam, I--mon Dieu! I love you, in a word, and I cannot imagine a greater happiness in the world than that which I would hold at your hands. You have known me for a long time; I have nothing to tell you concerning myself. And now, I shall wait.
gpt
Excuse me! I have been so rarely happy! I don't know what it is!
human
Speak, my friend! she resumed.
gpt
Tell me again that you love me. I was so far from thinking it! And why is it? And since when?
human
Poor Pierre! said Clotilde,