human
Dead! he gasped.
gpt
Oh, God--dead! And by my hand! I that loved her all her days--that would ha' died for her--Oh, smite me, merciful God--cast forth Thy lightnings--shoot forth Thine arrows and consume me an Thou be merciful indeed.
human
Come, friend, said he in strange, piping tones.
gpt
Come now, let us dig grave and bury her, according to my promise. Come, brother! Now looking on him as he stood all bowed and shaking, I saw that he was suddenly become an old man; his twisted frame seemed shrunken, while spade and mattock shook and rattled in his palsied hands.
human
Come, lad, come! cried he querulously.
gpt
Why d'ye gape--bring along the body; 'tis nought else! Ah, God, how still now, she that was so full o' life! Bring her along to high water-mark and tenderly, friend, ah, tenderly, up wi' her to your heart!