human
Let me bring Father Gabriel to you, said she.
gpt
He will give you whatever comfort God permits.
human
Do not suppose I shall tell Father Gabriel what you want to discover, replied Papalier.
gpt
He has no business with more than my share of the affair: which is what you know already. I am too weak to talk--to Father Gabriel, or any one else.
human
But you need comfort. You will rest better afterwards.
gpt
Well, well; in the evening, perhaps. I must be quiet now. Comfort, indeed! he muttered.
human
Yes, I want comfort enough, in the horrid condition I am in. But there is no comfort till one lies dead. I wish I were dead.