human
Miss Thusa and Helen are such especial friends, she added, without seeming to have heard his remark,
gpt
Are you a believer in ghosts? asked Clinton of Helen.
human
If so, I envy you.
gpt
Envy me!
human
Yes! There is such a pleasure in credulity. I sigh now over the vanished illusions of my boyhood.
gpt
I once believed in ghosts, replied Helen,
human
Yet you like Miss Thusa, and seem to remember her with affection.
gpt
She was so kind to me that I could not help loving her--and she seemed so lonely, with so few to love her, it seemed cruel to shut up the heart against her.
human
One may be incredulous without being cruel, I should think,