human
Boy, said the Abbe, gasping for breath, and still seizing me with his lean, bony hand,--
gpt
You forget yourself, Sir, said I, endeavouring to shake him off,
human
Give me that letter, I beseech you, said Montreuil, changing his voice from anger to supplication;
gpt
I ask your pardon for my violence: the letter does not concern you but me; there is a secret in those lines which you see are in my handwriting that implicates my personal safety. Give it me, my dear, dear son: your own honour, if not your affection for me, demands that you should.
human
Besides, thought I,
gpt
Will you swear, said I,
human
Solemnly,
gpt
Will you swear that I am not even mentioned in it?
human
Upon peril of my soul, I will.
gpt
Liar! traitor! perjured blasphemer! cried I, in an inexpressible rage,
human
and I pointed out to the priest various lines in which my name legibly and frequently occurred. A change came over Montreuil's face: he released my arm and staggered back against the wainscot; but recovering his composure instantaneously, he said,
gpt
I forgot, my son--I forgot--your name is mentioned, it is true, but with honourable eulogy, that is all.
human
Bravo, honest Father! cried I, losing my fury in admiring surprise at his address,--
gpt
Count Devereux, said the Abbe, sternly, while his dark face worked with suppressed passion,
human
Dare you threaten me?