human
Three years afterwards in another part of Switzerland I met the woman to whom you had made love; she had lost her father, but was not without a companion. She had a little daughter--your child!
gpt
A lie! said the Advocate, with difficulty controlling himself;
human
A solemn truth, replied Vanbrugh,
gpt
No, said the Advocate, and he drank with feverish eagerness two glasses of wine;
human
It was your sweetheart from Zermatt, and no other. And the younger of these women, one of the loveliest creatures I ever beheld, was known as Madeline the flower-girl.
gpt
They were poor--and I was poor. If what I suspected, when I gazed at Madeline, was correct, I saw not only an opportunity for revenge upon you, but a certainty of being able to obtain money from you. The secret to such a man as you, married to a young and beautiful woman, was worth a fair sum, which I resolved should be divided between Pauline--that was the name adopted by the mother of your child--and myself. You cannot accuse me of a want of frankness. I discovered where they lived--I had secret speech with Pauline. My suspicion was no longer a suspicion--it was a fact. Madeline the flower-girl was your daughter.
human
How, continued Vanbrugh,
gpt
It will be as well, presently said Vanbrugh,
human
Stern and cold-hearted as I have appeared to the world, I am susceptible to tenderness.