human
Ther's no crosswise to me, he cried bluntly, with a heat that might almost have been taken for anger. Then, in a moment, his manner changed. His tone softened, and the drawn brows smoothed.
gpt
Say, you bin better'n a father to me. You sure have. Can I stand around an' see you passed over to a low-down sort o' law that condemns innocent folks? No, Padre, not--not even for Joan's sake. I jest love that little Joan, Padre. I love her so desprit bad I'd do most anything for her sake. You reckon this thing needs doin' for her. He shook his head.
human
It don't. An' if it did, an' she jest wanted it done--which she don't--I'd butt in to stop it. Say, I love her that way I want to fix her the happiest gal in this country--in the world. But if seein' you go to the law without raisin' a hand to stop it was to make her happy, guess her chances that way 'ud be so small you couldn't never find 'em. If my life figures in her happiness, an' I'm savin' that life while you take your chance of penitentiary an'--the 'chair,' wal, I guess she'll go miserable fer jest as many years as she goes on livin'.