human
And yet I came here to tell you, Father Owen, that I wouldn't go!
gpt
Oh, did you? said Father Owen.
human
Then you came here also to be told that you must go.
gpt
I echoed.
human
Oh, no, Father--not that!
gpt
That and nothing else, insisted the priest.
human
I shall be sorry indeed to part from my Winifred --his brown eyes rested on her with infinite kindliness.
gpt
I taught her her catechism; I prepared her for her first confession and holy communion, and to be confirmed by the bishop. I have seen her grow up like the flowers on yonder rocks. But she is not a flower: she has a human soul, and she has a destiny to fulfil here in this world. Therefore, when an offer is made to her which will give her every advantage that she now lacks, what are my feelings or Niall's or Granny's or hers?
human
She thinks, I suppose, he went on,
gpt
continued the priest,
human
O Father Owen, cried Winifred,
gpt
I'll do whatever you say! You know I never disobeyed you in my life.
human
That's a good child, now! said the priest.
gpt
And I hope I wasn't too cross. Go to my Breviary there and you will find a pretty, bright picture. And here I have--bless me!--some sugar-plums. The ladies from Powerscourt brought them from Dublin and gave them to me for my little friend.