human
Chante, rossignol, chante, Toi qui as le coeur gai; Tu as le coeur a rire, Moi je l'ai-t a pleurer.
gpt
Tu as le coeur a rire, Moi je l'ai-t a pleurer; J'ai perdu ma maitresse Sans pouvoir la trouver. --Lui y a longtemps que je t'aime, Jamais je ne t'oublierai.
human
Is that you, Bateese?
gpt
Monsieur, forgive me! I said as little as I could, but the Reverend Father and Dominique were too clever for me. And how was I to have known? . . . . Take the canoe and travel fast, my friends; they will be searching again at dawn.
human
Did mademoiselle send the canoe?
gpt
Yes; and she charged you to answer one question. It was her brother--M. Armand--whom the Iroquois slew in the Wilderness. Ah, that cry! Can one ever forget?
human
Her brother!
gpt
Monsieur did not know, then? I was sure that monsieur could not have known! For myself I did not know until four days ago. The Iroquois had not seen us, and we escaped back to the Richelieu-- to Sorel--to Montreal, where I left my wounded man. Ah, monsieur, but we suffered on the way! And from Montreal I made for Boisveyrac, and there my tongue ran loose--but in all innocence. And there I heard that M. Armand had been crossing the Wilderness . . . but monsieur did not know it was her brother?
human
That, at least, I never knew nor guessed, Bateese. Was this the question Mademoiselle Diane desired you to ask me?
gpt
It was, monsieur. And, according to your answer, I was to give you her word.
human
What is her word, Bateese?
gpt
She commends you to God, monsieur, and will pray for you.
human
Take back my word that I will pray to deserve her prayers, who can never deserve her pardon.
gpt
And what will my brother do?