human
I am right, you would not play with a man's affections; you have had sorrow yourself; tell me.
gpt
No; do I look so faulty, frivolous and foolishly wicked?
human
No, you have a sweet, kind, womanly face, he said, smiling gravely;
gpt
If so, and that my act left me also desolate, would you not forgive me?
human
I would forgive you, yes; for I could not live with enmity in my heart towards you; but, why do you speak so? he said, earnestly, her words giving him the key to her heart, as he came over beside her, and with an arm around her, drew her head to his chest.
gpt
Don't resist me; you know I love you, and you will be my ain bonnie wife. He felt her tremble, though she yielded to him.
human
Better lo'ed ye canna be, and stooping, he kissed her on the lips:
gpt
Release me, dear, it can never be; I am promised to another. Go now, and leave me to my fate,
human
Never! You _shall_ be my wife, and that before the next moon wanes. Whoever this man is, he has not won your heart. Yes, _my_ heart twin, _my_ own companion every day for our journey through life, _my_ Elaine, not his; and, again and again, for a few blissful moments that she is strained to his heart, do his kisses come to her lips.
gpt
Look up, dear wife, and tell me by one look that I am in your heart. Yes, love, your eyes tell me that our lives will be again worth living, again complete. No, I will not let you go; and I just want to see this man who thinks he will rob me of you.
human
The Miniature Golden Floral Series; when Mr. Cobbe enters, evidently by his manner having done more than
gpt
Well, Elaine, don't scold me, I could not come back any sooner, he said, with a jovial air;
human
Can it be possible, she has promised herself to this swaggering fool!
gpt
What's the matter, Elaine? he continued, leaning on the piano, and looking into her face,
human
Sometimes I seem to be taking part in one,
gpt
Oh, I see; you have been playing 'Faust;' if you want something devilish, try French opera; German is horns and hoof, and no fun.
human
How he must despise me, she thought, introducing them.
gpt
And now, you must both dine with a lone woman.
human
It will give me great pleasure to begin the year so, said Mr. Blair, with the determined air of a man who could and would hold his ground, as he put her hand through his arm, whispering,
gpt
Courage!
human
You look very much like a lone woman, I must say, said Cobbe, sulkily.
gpt
I told you before, Elaine, that I don't think it's right of you,
human
Oh, my poor flowers, Mr. Blair picking them up. Mr. Cobbe said, jealously,
gpt
Poor flowers, indeed; I should just like to know who gave them you.
human
A friend who has left town; but you are too sensible to allow such a trifle to spoil your dinner.