human
What a gift, she said to Bella, when they returned home on the second Sunday through the rapidly-yellowing corn-fields.
gpt
He spares no one.
human
And that is just what I like least about his sermons, retorted the girl.
gpt
As a Christian he should be more merciful.
human
You don't know anything about it,
gpt
I know what Christ preached, replied Bella quietly;
human
In what way, pray?
gpt
Mr. Pence does not do as he would be done by. I wonder how he would like to suffer the condemnation which he measures out so freely to other people.
human
Silas Pence is a good man, and no condemnation is possible where he is concerned,
gpt
In that case he should make allowance for those who are not good.
human
Not at all, said the elder woman, stating her views uncompromisingly.
gpt
The good shall go to heaven, and the wicked to hell: that's Scripture.
human
As translated by man, finished Bella neatly;
gpt
Bella, you are irreligious, interrupted the lady, removing her hat and placing it on the kitchen-table.
human
I won't have freethinkers in my house.
gpt
Your house?
human
Yes, almost shouted Mrs. Coppersley violently, for she felt somewhat nervous as to what she was about to say,
gpt
You shall explain yourself now,
human
I have no time, said her aunt brusquely;
gpt
Henry is coming to dinner.
human
I don't care if Mr. Vand is coming to dinner twenty times over, said Bella, her eyes growing hard with anger.
gpt
You have said so much that you must say all, Aunt Rosamund.
human
Don't bully and bounce me, miss.
gpt
I shall act exactly as I please, and it is my pleasure that you would explain what you mean.
human
I have to lay the cloth and see to the dinner. You know that Jane never can cook to Henry's liking. I daresay the meat is burnt and the---- Mrs. Coppersley was about to pass into the scullery where the one small servant, over whom she tyrannised, slaved at the mid-day meal, when Bella caught her by the wrist.
gpt
How dare you, Bella?
human
Come into the drawing-room, out of Jane's hearing, whispered Bella fiercely.
gpt
I shall not wait another minute for an explanation. This house is either mine or yours.
human
Very well, cried Mrs. Coppersley, bouncing towards the kitchen door,
gpt
If you will have it, you shall have it. I have tried to spare you, but----
human
Go on to the drawing-room, please, interrupted Bella imperiously, as she saw the small servant peeping round the corner;
gpt
The whole parish shall soon know what I am about to say,
human
Rolled