human
I will, Holy Father, and if you'll give me your hand and word to marry me for nothing, I'll clean them grand. And he said
gpt
I will; whenever you get a comrade I'll marry you for nothing, I give you my hand and word. So she had the boots grand for him in the morning. Well, she got a sickness after, and after seven months going by, she was buried. And six months after that, the curate was in his parlour one night and the moon shining, and he saw a boy and a girl outside the house, and they came to the window, and he knew it was the servant girl that was buried. And she said,
human
I have a comrade now, and I came for you to marry us as you gave your word. And he said,
gpt
I'll hold to my word since I gave it,