human
Darling, he said;
gpt
Tell me, Angelo, and truly; is your violin like other violins?
human
Why do you ask?
gpt
You must answer me directly!
human
No, Mildred; my violin is different from any other I have ever seen,
gpt
In what way is it different?
human
It is peculiarly constructed; it has an extra string. But why this sudden interest in the violin? Let us talk of you, of me, of both, of our future,
gpt
No, we will talk of the violin. Of what use is the extra string?
human
None whatever,
gpt
Then why not cut it off?
human
No, no, Mildred; you do not understand, he cried;
gpt
I can not do that.
human
You can not do it when I ask it?
gpt
Oh Mildred, do not ask me; I can not, can not do it,
human
You made me believe that I was the only one you loved, passionately she cried;
gpt
Mildred, Mildred; if you love me do not speak thus!
human
Go, she said, pointing to the door,
gpt
Mildred, I love you; love you a thousand times more than I do my life. If I should destroy the string, as you ask, love and hope would leave me forevermore. Death would not be robbed of its terror!
human
Uncle Sanders was right; he loves another woman, and that string binds them together. He belongs to her! Long and silently she stood by the window, gazing at the shadowing curtain of the coming night. At last her face softened.
gpt
Perhaps he does not love her now, but fears her vengeance. No, no; he is not a coward! I should have approached him differently; he is proud, and maybe he resented my imperative manner,
human
I will go early to the concert to-night and see him before he plays. Uncle Sanders said he did not touch that string when he played. Of course he will play on it for me, even if he will not cut it off, and then if he says he loves me, and only me, I will believe him. I want to believe him; I want to believe him,