human
My God! my God!
gpt
What can you do?
human
And the old mother there! exclaimed the husband, almost in despair.
gpt
She will not be able to endure it. You see, she loved her so, she loved her so, that she.... I don't know. You might try, holy father,[92] to calm her a little, and persuade her to go away.
human
It is true, no one can appreciate a mother's heart, said he,
gpt
God is compassionate, repeated the priest, when she had grown a little calmer.
human
I will tell you, in my parish there was a sick man, and much worse than Márya Dmítrievna, and he, though he was only a shopkeeper,[93] was cured in a very short time, by means of herbs. And this very same shopkeeper is now in Moscow. I have told Vasíli Dmítrievitch about him; it might be tried, you know. At all events, it would satisfy the invalid. With God, all things are possible.
gpt
No, she won't get well, persisted the old lady.
human
Why should God have taken her, and not me?