human
Where are you going?
gpt
To make you up a bed.
human
I would rather remain by the fire all night; if you will promise to stay with me.
gpt
But my mother would wonder what had become of me. I must leave you, and go to bed.
human
I will not part with you--you must stay.
gpt
Bless me, how timid you are! How you shake and tremble! I cannot understand this fear in a big man like you.
human
I should grow courageous if you were always by my side.
gpt
Perhaps you would soon be as much afraid of me as of the ghost,
human
The ghost again! But tell me, my pretty maid, have you a sweetheart?
gpt
What girl of eighteen, who is not positively ugly, has not?
human
But, one whom you prefer to all others?
gpt
I have never yet seen that fortunate individual.
human
And is there no one for whom you feel any particular liking?
gpt
None, I assure you.
human
Good, said Noah, musingly.
gpt
Have you a father?
human
He was drowned in a heavy gale, during the fishing season, some years ago.
gpt
A mother?
human
Yes; but she has been bed-ridden with the palsy ever since father died. Grief for his sudden loss brought it on. There are no hopes of her ever regaining the use of her limbs now.
gpt
Any brothers or sisters?
human
One sister, the hunchbacked girl you saw in the next house; the rest are all dead. I lost a young sister about six weeks ago. She was only sixteen years of age, and as good as she was beautiful. Every body loved and respected Charlotte, and she died so happily. It was well for her. I have often envied her since she left us. I never knew what an angel she was until after we lost her.
gpt
Is it only good people that die in peace?
human
I don't know, said Sophy.
gpt
Charlotte was the only person I ever saw die; and her last words to us I shall never forget. 'Dear ones,' she said, while a smile from heaven rested upon her lips, 'do not weep for me. These last moments of my life are the most joyful, the happiest I have ever known. I can now fully realize that peace which our blessed Redeemer promised to all His faithful followers--a peace which surpasseth human understanding. May that His peace and blessing rest upon you all.'