human
Martin, said he suddenly,
gpt
God comfort them, poor souls!
human
Amen! said he; and then in changed voice, and his keen gaze aloft amid the swelling sail,
gpt
What o' the lady Joanna, shipmate?
human
Martin, said he, when I had made an end,
gpt
I am a mighty rich man, yet for all this, I shall be something solitary, I guess.
human
Never in this world, Adam, so long as liveth my dear lady--
gpt
Your wife, comrade--'tis a sweet word!
human
Aye--my wife. And then, am I not your sworn brother? So like brothers will we live together in England, and friends always!
gpt
This is well, Martin, said he, gripping my hand.
human
Aye, 'tis mighty well, for nought under heaven is there to compare with true friendship, except it be the love of a noble woman. So now go, comrade, go to her who hath believed in you so faithfully, hath steadfastly endured so much for you--get you to your wife!