human
My dear, dear brother, said the affectionate girl,
gpt
Why, Clara, said I,
human
Then, brother, how do you feel when he afflicts you?
gpt
That I have nothing to thank him for,
human
Then, my dear Frank, that is not religion.
gpt
May be so, said I;
human
This, said she,
gpt
For, said he,
human
But, said I,
gpt
continued I,
human
I will not have; and as I think the Continent holds out some novelty at least, I will, with your consent, set off.
gpt
My dearest brother, I shall lose you, and be left alone in the world. Your impetuous and unruly heart is not in a state to be trusted among the gay and frivolous French. You will be at sea without your compass--you have thrown religion overboard--and what is to guide you in the hour of trial?
human
Fear not, dear Clara, said I;
gpt
Alas! it is these very energies which I dread, said Clara;
human
said she,