human
Goswyn, do you really want me now,--now, after all the pain I have given you?
gpt
What! he cries,
human
I must make one confession to you, Erika, he whispers.
gpt
I was almost out of my senses in that terrible twenty-four hours after I received your letter and before I received your grandmother's; my gray temples bear witness to that; but then--then I took delight in your letter,--yes, in that terrible letter. For I learned from it what I had never ventured to hope,--that you cared for me a little, Erika.
human
Ah, Goswyn, you always were, of all men in this world, the most indispensable one to me!