human
Sam, doctor says I ain't got much time left.
gpt
Mary, said Sam,
human
I wish ter God I could die fur yer. The children--
gpt
Good God, Mary! cried the astonished Sam, jumping up;
human
Doctor can't do no good, Sam; keep still, and listen, ef yer love me like yer once said yer did; for I hevn't got much breath left,
gpt
Mary, said the aggrieved Sam,
human
I swow to God I dunno what yer drivin' at.
gpt
It's jest this, Sam, replied the woman:
human
Yer tuk me, tellin' me ye'd love me an' honor me an' pertect me. You mean to say, now, yev done it? I'm a-dyin', Sam--I hain't got no favors to ask of nobody, an' I'm tellin' the truth, not knowin' what word'll be my last.
gpt
Then tell a feller where the killin' came in, Mary, for heaven's sake,
human
It's come in all along, Sam, said the woman;
gpt
I know yer hain't, Mary, whispered the conscience-stricken Pike.
human
An' I know what yer mean. Ef God'll only let yer be fur a few years, I'll see ef the thing can't be helped. Don't cuss me, Mary--I've never knowed how I've been a-goin'. I wish there was somethin' I could do 'fore you go, to pay yer all I owe yer. I'd go back on everything that makes life worth hevin'.
gpt
Pay it to the children, Sam, said the sick woman, raising herself in her miserable bed.
human
I'll forgive yer everything if you'll do the right thing fur them. Do--do--everything!