human
He must have lost a real miser, she cried mockingly, when he had passed.
gpt
This is something unheard of: refuse his hand to the zealous Sister Rufa?
human
He was not in the confessional this morning, said a toothless old woman, Sister Sipa.
gpt
I wanted to confess, so as to get some indulgences.
human
I have gained three plenary indulgences, said a young woman of pleasing face,
gpt
You have done wrong, said Sister Rufa,
human
I said to myself, the more there are the better, replied young sister Juana, smiling;
gpt
Well, this is what I do. Suppose I gain a year of indulgences; I say: Blessed Seþor Saint Dominic, have the kindness to see if there is some one in purgatory who has need of precisely a year. Then I play heads or tails. If it falls heads, no; if tails, yes. If it falls heads, I keep the indulgence, and so I make groups of a hundred years, for which there is always use. It's a pity one can't loan indulgences at interest. But do as I do, it's the best plan.
human
She's gone in, let us go too,