human
What can be the matter, mon Saint Père?
gpt
That there are more whims in the world than yours, dear Queen Whims; and I fear darker ones. Let us walk up together after this man. I have offended him.
human
Nonsense! I dare say he wanted to get home to write poetry, as you did not praise what he had written. I know his vanity and flightiness.
gpt
You do? asked he quickly, in a painful tone.
human
However, I have offended him, I can see; and deeply. I must go up, and make things right, for the sake of--for everybody's sake.
gpt
Then do not ask me anything. Lucia loves him intensely, and let that be enough for us.