human
You are a happy man, said Mr. Rush, who had listened with attention to this humble story.
gpt
But, he added,
human
I guess not, said Summerman, in a low tone.
gpt
I believe in the Good Will doctrine.
human
What has that to do with it?
gpt
When I settled down, and got the situation in the church, I was about to bring her here.... You understand.... She died about that time. I have not seen her picture. Her brother had died before. I was to be the son of the old people. We were sure that after awhile they would be attracted by our happy home, and by our fireside all their wanderings would end. They should be free as in the forests.... It is all changed now--but I am still their son, and I wish nothing better than to work for them. The old man is failing, and I think that I shall yet persuade them to come and live with me--we might be one family still--and it would please her. If I succeed, there are two or three rooms close by where we can be tolerably happy, all together. God is not indifferent. He sees all. And sure I am that He bears me no ill will. So it must be for the best. She used to wear this ribbon around her splendid hair. She was so young and gay! It would have done you good to look at such a face. Sometimes I catch myself thinking what a long, gay life we ought to have lived together--and I know there's no wickedness in that. It's more pleasant than bitter.
human
So you support the old people,
gpt
I have adopted them, answered the organist.
human
Yes, they are mine now. Just as they were to have been. Just as she and I used to talk it over. Only she is not here.
gpt
So you support them,