human
I must go, sir, and tell him--tell him myself. No one knows what I know about it.
gpt
Could I not write to him? He knows me as well as he knows his own father.
human
Do you think, madam, that after having had the dream of this belt, the shape of this belt, and of the money which is in it, branded into my brain for months--years it seems like--by God's fire of shame and suspicion;--and seen him poor, miserable, fretful, unbelieving, for the want of it--O God! I can't tell even your sweet face all.--Do you think that now I have it in my hands, I can part with it, or rest, till it is in his? No, not though I walk barefoot after him to the ends of the earth.
gpt
Let his father have the money, then, and do you take him the belt as a token, if you must--
human
That's it, Mary! shouted Mark Armsworth,