human
I have cleaned the slate. I shall keep it clean. Her voice grew steadier. A touch of malice came into her expression.
gpt
I like compliments, and you have paid me about the biggest I ever had. It will take a little time to digest. So I think--I think, dear man, I will not stand in the way of your going back to the City, and saving the sinking ship--that is, if the work won't be too hard for you?
human
No, he answered, touched by her more gracious aspect, yet slightly confused.
gpt
I have had nearly a year's holiday and rest; I am quite equal to work. But I am afraid the hours must necessarily be long, and that my opportunities of coming to see you will not be very frequent.
human
Perhaps that's just as well, she said,
gpt
See here, you thrice dear innocent, since you have mentioned that terrible word 'love,' the complexion of our relation has changed somewhat. Don't you understand, made as I am, I must fight seven devils within me if I'm to continue to play fair with you, as I swore I would? And so, just because you are so very much to me, I had best not see you too often until I have settled down into my new scheme of life. In a sense Alaric was a safeguard. That safeguard's gone.
human
And there are other reasons, brutal, unworthy, sordid reasons, why it is wiser that you should not come here often at present. They did not exist--at least I had not the faintest conception that they did--when we last met. They have rushed into hateful prominence since. Don't ask me--I cannot tell you. You must trust me, and you must not let my silence alienate you. I can't be explicit, but I give you my word I am perfectly straight. And you must not let your religion alienate you either. By the way, what form of faith is it?
gpt
The faith of my own people, Dominic answered.
human
The faith of the Catholic Church.
gpt
Then I am not so afraid I shall lose you, she said,
human
Good-bye till next time. You've done me good, as you always do. Now, I am going to re-study some of my old parts, just to get the hang of the whole show again.
gpt
Poppy St. John, you're not such a bad lot after all, she cried.
human
But oh! oh! oh! it's beastly rough to be so young, and have gone so far, and know so much. There, Willie Onions, don't snivel. It's both superfluous and unpleasant. She sat up and wiped her eyes.
gpt
Upon my honour, I think it was just as well I gave Phillimore the little revolver last night, to lock up in the plate chest,