human
Mademoiselle, Chester asked in a desperation too much like hers before the arch-bishop,
gpt
Turned that corner in her life where your _grandpère_ first saw her. Al'--Aline.
human
Mr. Chester?
gpt
I want this corner, from the day I first saw you turn it, to be all that to you and me. Shall it not?
human
Oh, Aline Chapdelaine, say it shall be! Say it, Aline, say it!
gpt
Mr. Chester, it is impossible! Impossible!
human
It is not! It's the only right thing! It shall be, Aline, it shall be!
gpt
No, Mr. Chester, 'tis impossible. You must not ask me why, but 'tis impossible!
human
It isn't! Aline, and I ask no why. I see the trouble. It's your aunts. Why, I'll take them with you, _of course_! I'll take them into my care and love as you have them in yours, and keep them there while they and I live. I can do it, I've got the wherewithal! Things have happened to me fast since I first saw you turn that corner behind us. I've inherited property, and only yesterday I was taken into one of the best law firms in the city. I'll prove all that to you and your aunts to-morrow. Aline, unspeakable treasure, you shall not live the buried-alive life in which you are trying to believe yourself rightly placed and happy, my saint! My--adored--_saint_!
gpt
Yes, I must. What you ask is impossible.