human
Do you think I don't know? he said.
gpt
My dear Anne, I have always known. That's the damnable part of it. You've wanted truth instead of treachery, honour instead of shame, love instead of--
human
Don't say it, Nap!
gpt
And you say you don't want many things, he went on, in a tone half sad, half whimsical.
human
My dear, if I could give you one tenth of what you want--and ought to have--you'd be a lucky woman and I a thrice lucky man. But--we've got to face it--I can't. I thought I could train myself, fashion myself, into something worthy of your acceptance. I can't. I thought I could win back your trust, your friendship, last of all your love. But I can't even begin. You can send me away from you if you will, and I'll go for good and all. On the other hand, you can keep me, you can marry me-- He paused; and she fancied she felt his heart quicken.
gpt
You can marry me, he said again,