human
Merne, it's another letter from that woman! I wish I had her here, that I might wring her neck! said William Clark viciously.
gpt
Who brought it?
human
I don't know.
gpt
Will, said he at length,
human
Listen, Merne! replied William Clark.
gpt
There is no woman in the world worth the misery this one has put on you. It is a thing execrable, unspeakable!
human
Rebuke not her, but me! he said.
gpt
This letter asks me to come back to kiss away a woman's tears. Will, I was the cause of those tears. I can tell you no more. What _I_ did was a thing execrable, unspeakable--I, your friend, did that!
human
My future is forfeited, Will, went on the same even, dull voice, which Clark could scarcely recognize;
gpt
Which way, Will? asked Meriwether Lewis.
human
Which is the river? If we miss many guesses, the British will beat us through. Which is our river here?