human
Go, grandmother dear, Erika says, faintly;
gpt
Yes, I will go; but first let me see you lie down, my child. She conducts Erika to the bed.
human
How you tremble! You can hardly stand. She arranges her long dressing-gown, strokes the girl's cheek, and kisses her forehead. She has reached the door, when she hears a low voice behind her say,
gpt
Grandmother!
human
What is it, my child?
gpt
Nothing, only I was thinking just now that I have not treated you as I ought, sometimes lately. Forgive me, grandmother!
human
Little goose! she says.
gpt
As if that were of any consequence, my darling! Only go quietly to sleep, that I may find you well when I return. Where is my pocket-handkerchief? Oh, there is Goswyn's letter: when you are a little better you can read it. You need not be afraid that I shall try to persuade you; that time has gone by; but I think the letter ought to please you. At all events, it is something to have inspired so thoroughly excellent a man with so deep and true an affection; and you will see, too, that you have been unjust to him. Good-bye, my darling, good-bye.