human
You have felt it so much?
gpt
Yes. I could not bear the thought of losing such a staunch, true-hearted friend as you would be--as you are. You don't know how I value the idea of your sympathy.
human
Friend!
gpt
I am sorry you should think of regarding me as anything less than a friend--and you must know that you could never lack my sympathy. Then there is something troubling you?
human
Now you are angry with me. Oh, Renshaw--and I am so miserable. You speak in such a cold, severe tone. And I thought you would have been so different.
gpt
God forgive me if I should have seemed to be angry with you, he replied.
human
But--how can I help you? You have not told me what your trouble is.
gpt
Renshaw, I believe you can be as secret as the grave. It concerns myself--and another. But nothing that you can do can remove it. Nothing but misery can come of it, if I do not die myself, that is.
human
One word, Violet. You are sure nothing I can do will help you? I do not wish to force your confidence, remember.
gpt
Nothing, was the despairing answer.
human
Only this, Renshaw. Promise that you will stand my friend--Heaven knows I may need it and do need it--whatever others may say or do. Promise that if ever you can help me you will.
gpt
I promise both things,