human
Emon-a-knock is dead. Miss Cavana, said he, as Winny would have passed him to the door, her eyes fastened on the ground;
gpt
, he added, with a sardonic smile.
human
I wish I were free of these manacles, that I might follow his _remains_ to Shanvilla chapel-yard.
gpt
You would go wrong, she calmly reply.
human
He is indeed dead, but not buried yet. But he is my dead husband, and will lie with the Cavanas in the chapel-yard of Rathcash, and rise again with them; and I would rather be possessed of the inheritance of the six feet of grass upon his grave than be mistress of Rathcash, and Rathcashmore to boot. Where will you be buried, Tom Murdock? Within the precincts of--the jail? To rise with-but no! I shall not condemn beyond the grave; may God forgive you! I cannot.
gpt
Winny Cavana, do you think God can?