human
I have told her the story, said Mr. Home;
gpt
Here the clergyman paused and looked at his wife, he wanted the word
human
Charlotte, said Mr. Harman,
gpt
There was no answer; Mrs. Home was sobbing aloud.
human
I have robbed you, I have robbed you most cruelly. My dying father asked me to be good to you; I have been worse than cruel. You see before you an old, old man, as great a sinner as can be found on God's earth. Can you forgive me? Dare I ask it? At last, at last I make full reparation; I repent me, in dust and ashes; I repent, and I restore all fourfold.
gpt
My husband has told me all. I, I quite forgive you,
human
Your husband?
gpt
Yes; she is my wife, answered Mr. Home.
human
Sir, you heard my wife say that she quite forgives. You may go to rest to-night, with a very peaceful heart; the peace of God which passes all understanding may encompass your pillow to-night. It is late and you have gone through much, may I go with you to your room? There will be many explanations yet to make; but though a clergyman, I am also in some measure a physician. I see you can go through no more emotion to-night, rest satisfied that all explanations can wait till to-morrow.
gpt
I will go with you, answered Mr. Harman,
human
Charlotte Home's bonnet had fallen off as she knelt on the floor, now suddenly a withered and trembling hand was placed on her head.
gpt
God bless you! Even from a sinner like me, such words from a full heart must be heard.
human
Ay, said Mr. Home, in a loud, exultant voice,
gpt
That must be the room,