human
Delirious, am I? she said, in her deep, bell-like tones, that echoed strangely in the silent cell.
gpt
If undying hate, if unresting vengeance, if revenge that will never be satiated but by his misery, be delirium, then I am mad. I leave you now, Reginald, such is your command; and remember, when far away, you leave one behind you who will wreak fearful vengeance for all we have both suffered.
human
Mother, Lord De Courcy is not so much to blame after all, since he believes me guilty. I am not alarmed by your wild threats; for I know, in the course of time, this mad hate will grow less.
gpt
Never--never! she fiercely hissed through her clenched teeth.
human
May God forget me if I ever forget my vow! Reginald, if I thought that man could go to heaven, and I by some impossibility could be saved, too, I would take a dagger and send my soul to perdition, sooner than go there with him.
gpt
Strong hate, stronger than death! he said, half to himself, as he gazed on that fiendish face.
human
Farewell, then, mother. Will you fulfill my last request?
gpt
About your child?--yes.
human
Thank you, dearest mother. If so lost a wretch as I am dare invoke Heaven, I would ask its blessings on you.
gpt
Ask no blessing for me! she fiercely broke in.
human
I would hurl it back in the face of the angels, did they offer it.