human
But do you know, dearie, I had another friend in the crowd that day to see him die, and she told me the tale different, I can't understand how it could be so different, how that my Jem was leaden-faced, and fought the rope, nor spoke nothing at all but some mumbling about former times, and how his life should be an example--example, with a pox! That wasn't never his way of talk, but--but maybe he did and all. No purse for the crowd, she said, nothing like that.
gpt
I don't think it happened that way, Kate.
human
Kate, from what you say of him, I'm certain it was the way the other friend told you, that he met it bravely, and threw the purse too, not for impudence but only so to hold himself a man to the end.