human
I was uneasy about you, Morton, said he, drawing my arm in his;
gpt
Had he tears in his eyes? Kind old man! And you, Aubrey, shall you, too, grieve for my departure?
human
Can you ask it, Morton? But why will you leave us? Are we not all happy here, now? /Now/ that there is no longer any barrier or difference between us,--/now/ that I may look upon you, and listen to you, and love you, and /own/ that I love you? Why will you leave us now? And [continued Aubrey, as if fearful of giving me time to answer]--and every one praises you so here; and my uncle and all of us are so proud of you. Why should you desert our affections merely because they are not new? Why plunge into that hollow and cold world which all who have tried it picture in such fearful hues? Can you find anything there to repay you for the love you leave behind?
gpt
My brother, said I, mournfully, and in a tone which startled him,--it was so different from that which I usually assumed,--