human
Forgive me, he said, gently.
gpt
The name was Irene, but I put in yours because it rhymed so well.
human
But why do you choose such sad songs? she said.
gpt
They make my heart ache.
human
Because mine aches already, he answered, impulsively; and, seating himself by her side, he continued, passionately:
gpt
Darling Kathleen, I love you, and, unless you will give me your love in return, I shall die of heartbreak, like that poor lad in the song.
human
But you are my cousin.
gpt
Cousins often marry,
human
But I can not marry you, Chester; I am engaged to marry a young man in Boston. Besides, I don't love you,
gpt
Do you love _him_?
human
Of--course,
gpt
Oh, Chester, please let me alone! she cried, with sudden petulance.
human
You have not known me two weeks, and I don't want your love! I do not want anybody's love!