Input: Callimaco is taken by the beauty of Lucrezia , but she is the loyal wife of Nicia , a rich and foolish lawyer . Callimaco hires the service of a shady ' fixer ' named Ligurio to aid in his quest to sleep with her . Lgurio informs Callimaco that Nicia and Lucrezia are anxious to have a child . With the fixer's help , . Callimaco masquerades as a doctor and convinces Nicia that the best way for Lucrezia to conceive a child is by her taking a potion made from the Mandrake Root . He lies and warns Nicia that the first man to sleep with Lucrezia after she has taken the potion will die within eight days . Together they devise a plan to kidnap a stranger to sleep with Lucrezia and draw out the poison . Callimaco then disguises himself and arranges to be the one who is kidnapped . Lucrezia is an honorable woman and does not at first agree to meet with the stranger . Nicia gets both Lucrezia's mother , a woman of ill repute , and her confessor Brother Timoteo , a priest of low morals , to aid in convincing Lucrezia of the necessity of the plan . After finally sleeping with Lucrezia , Callimaco confesses everything . Lucrezia gives thought to the duplicity of her husband , her mother , and her confessor , and decides that she now wants Callimaco as a lover forever . Callimaco gets what he had desired and everyone else continues to believe that each had outwitted the others .
"Why did Nicia allow Callimaco to sleep with his wife?" is "He new of Callimaco's love for Lucrezia"?
Output: no
Input: To say her face fell would do a disservice to Tasha and to literature. (Allow me my self-indulgences as you would those of a dying man -- when I convince my mindsmith to permit the wipe, there will be another Bernardo Flynn, one who knows no more of Tasha Cortez or Vega IV than he reads here.) Her brows drew together, creasing the lovely, caramel-colored skin around her eyes and showing the pattern for an old woman's wrinkles on her forehead. Her lower lip (a trifle too narrow for her face, perhaps her only physical flaw) thrust forward slightly as she started to speak. She caught herself, slid her jaw infinitesimally back into place, and said, "You don't like it?" I laughed. What could I do? I clapped her shoulder to show I was not laughing at her. "Like it? I hate it, despise it, abhor it! It's gaudy, graceless, pretentious -- That house is an affront to taste and intelligence. I should buy it to raze it, but I am not so kind-hearted. I might, however, rent it." I think she only heard the last words of my speech. "You will?" "It amuses me. Show me around, and then I shall decide." "Of course, Senor Flynn." "And stop calling me 'senor'. Not even Los Mundos is so polite. Call me Bernardo."
"Whose lower lip was too narrow for her face?" is "Tasha's"?
Output: yes
Input: It is almost summer time. Spring has been very long and very rainy. Winter was very warm and very long. In the winter the snows falls on the ground. It covers all the grass. It covers all the trees. It covers all the flowers. In the winter, the chipmunk goes to sleep. The chipmunk works all summer long to gather enough food for the winter. The chipmunk gathers berries. The chipmunk gathers pine cones. The chipmunk drops the pine cones off our roof and rolls them to her favorite hiding place. Boom! Boom! Boom! The pine cones sound so loud when they drop off the roof! The snow melts away in the spring. It is off the ground in our yard by the month of May. In June, there is still snow on the mountains. The snow on the mountains is still there until July. In May the grass starts to grow. In June, the flowers bloom again. In July, we go swimming in the lake. We get to play all summer. We do not have to go to school. We do not have to gather pine cones for food. We get to play outside and we get to have cook outs. We are not chipmunks. We are children. Our mom makes us lemonade in the summer time. Our mom takes us to the beach. Our mom lets us have a lot of campfires. Our mom mows the lawn. It is summer time and now we play for 90 days and the chipmunk works for 90 days. In the winter we work and go to school and the chipmunk gets to sleep. I am glad it is summer and I am glad that I am a human child and not a chipmunk. I am glad that we get to be awake through all the seasons. I like spring. I like fall. I like winter. My favorite time of all is, for sure, summer!
"What covered all the grass, trees and flowers?" is "Spring"?
Output:
no