human
A woman ought to marry, she said, breaking through the barriers of her ordinary primness.
gpt
Do you think, if my darling had lived, I should now be a wretched old maid? No, indeed! It would have been my delight to have been an obedient and loving wife to Edward.
human
I'm sure I wish he had lived! cried Sophy, embracing her;
gpt
So poor Edward thought, sighed Miss Vicky, fingering the precious brooch which always decorated some portion of her small person.
human
Alas the day! How often he told me so! But he died for his country on the field of glory, she cried, with a thrill of pride;
gpt
Don't cry any more, Vicky.
human
It's your obstinacy I'm crying at, Sophia. If your poor dear pa's remains are not found within a certain time, marry Mr. Thorold and be happy.
gpt
I can't--I won't. How can I be happy knowing poor father isn't at rest?
human
His soul is at rest--the earthly tabernacle is nothing. Come, Sophia, don't break with your life's happiness!
gpt
Alan and I understand one another, Vicky. I dare say we shall marry some day. But the body must be found.
human
Lord grant it!