human
Have you come to persecute me again?
gpt
No! no! no! said Pence weakly, and yet with great relief in his tone.
human
I have come to ask your pardon for the way in which I have behaved. I was mad to trouble you as I did, but now I have recovered my reason.
gpt
What do you mean exactly?
human
Can you not guess, said he, touching the linen rag round his head.
gpt
The blow I received when I fell on the fender has changed my feelings towards you.
human
But how can a blow do that?
gpt
I cannot say, faltered Pence, resting his aching head on one thin hand.
human
I really cannot say; my brain won't think just now.
gpt
Then don't think and don't talk, said Bella, kindly placing a plump cushion at his back.
human
Rest quietly and I'll make you a cup of tea.
gpt
You give me good for evil,
human
No, no! replied the girl hastily, and remembering her share in his trouble.
gpt
You did me great honour in asking me to be your wife, though you were a trifle difficult in some ways. But now----
human
It is all gone; it is all gone. I assure you it is all gone!
gpt
What is all gone?
human
All my love for you; all my desire; all my mad infatuation. I like you as a friend, Miss Faith--I shall always like you as a friend--but I can never, never worship you again in the way I did.
gpt
Thank heaven for that!