human
You promised me your assistance, she sighed.
gpt
If you now regret your promise I willingly release you from it.
human
I have no wish to be released, I answered.
gpt
I only desire to know the truth. By a fortunate circumstance, Sybil, I have discovered your secret love for Arthur Rumbold--and yet at Ryhall you said you had decided to marry Ellice Winsloe.
human
A woman does not always marry the man she really loves, she argued.
gpt
It is a regrettable fact, but horribly true.
human
Then you love this man, Arthur Rumbold? Come, do not tell me an untruth. We are old enough friends to be frank with each other.
gpt
Yes, we are. I am frank with you, and tell you that you have blamed yourself for assisting me, now that you have discovered my folly.
human
Folly of what?
gpt
Of my love. Is it not folly to love a man whom one can never marry?
human
Then he is already married, perhaps?