human
Mrs. Hazleton, said he with trembling eagerness,
gpt
What, Alice, my poor blind Alice! exclaimed Mrs. Hazleton, dropping in astonishment the flowers she had gathered.
human
You cannot mean what you say--and her misfortune should make her sacred from levity.
gpt
I do mean it. I have long and ardently wished it. The consciousness of my unworthiness has till now sealed my lips, but I cannot keep silence longer. My affection has grown too strong for the restraints imposed upon it. Give me your daughter, dearer to me for her blindness, more precious for her helplessness, and I will guard her as the richest treasure ever bestowed on man.