human
Morally, I have no rights, except such as you choose to give me of your own free will, he replied.
gpt
I am not your gaoler.
human
And even that did not penetrate to her better nature till it was too late, Valeria continued.
gpt
But after the mischief was done, that phrase seems to have stung her to torment. Her training had blinded her, as one is blinded in coming out of darkness into a bright light. She was used to narrower hearts and smaller brains. Her last letter--a terrible record of the miseries of remorse--shews that she recognized at last what sort of a man he was whose heart she had broken. But even in her repentance, she was unable to conquer her egotism. She could not face the horrors of self-accusation; she preferred to kill herself.
human
What a shocking story!
gpt
And all the more so because the Professor clings to her memory so faithfully. He blames himself for everything. He ought, he says, to have realized better the influence of her training; he ought to have made her understand that he could not assert what she called his 'rights' without insulting her and himself.
human
Whenever one hears anything new about the Professor, it is always something that makes one admire and love him more than ever!