human
Oh, loved Martin, said she,
gpt
I love you more than I guessed because you are greater than I dreamed--my father's letter hath told me so much of you--your goodness to your enemy--how you wiped away his tears, ministered to his hurts, carried him in your arms. I have read it but now and--'tis tale so noble--so wonderful, that needs must I come to tell you I do love you so much--so much. And now--
human
You are mine! said I, gathering her in my arms.
gpt
Mine for alway.
human
Yes, dear Martin! But because I am yours so utterly, you will be gentle with me--patient a little and forbearing to a--very foolish maid--
gpt
Oh, Martin! she whispered.
human
For this needs must I worship thee!