human
You have shown me your heart, and I--I am not the one to look into its secrets. It's spring-tide there, she hastened on with poetic simile--did she not keep to some such fashion she could not speak--
gpt
The rose of love,
human
she said.
gpt
It is youth, and life, and ambition--
human
And love!
gpt
No!
human
And love, _and you_!
gpt
Not me! I am as much out of your life as she who is dead.
human
You are not; you are here; you are mine, Frances!
gpt
I am not!
human
No one shall claim you!
gpt
Because, she said gently,
human
I am already claimed!
gpt
It is impossible!
human
Why?
gpt
I will not believe it!
human
You must! It is true! she put out a shielding hand,
gpt
Sorrow and you, Frances! But you shall never know it again.
human
Did you think you alone had suffered? she asked, a little bitterly.
gpt
I learned many things in those long days. I learned the meaning of much that had been but empty words. I learned, she went on lower, so low he could scarcely catch the words,
human
her sentences were broken.
gpt
I am selfish; it may be the fault of one who has known so little divided affection.
human
Divided! You know I should--
gpt
And yours will always be so, on the surface; in your heart you may be true. There is many a woman might trust you so, always; but I must see that I have all a man's heart or none. I told you my weakness once before.