human
Bide you there, Resolution!
gpt
What would you, Joanna?
human
Talk with you a small while, said she and came where we might behold each other.
gpt
Nay, do not fear. I will come no nearer, only I would speak to you now as I would speak if I lay a-dying, I would have you answer as you would if--if Death stood ready to strike these our bodies and bear our souls out to the infinite and a better life.
human
Speak!
gpt
You do not--love me, then? No?
human
No.
gpt
You--never could love me, mind and heart and body? No?
human
No.
gpt
You could not endure me beside you, to--to live--with me near you?
human
Then go! cried she.
gpt
I am not so base-souled to weep and wheedle, to scheme and pray for thing that can never be truly mine, or to keep you here in hated bondage--go! The boat lieth yonder; take her and what you will--only--get you gone!