human
Doctor, if you will bring me word that my child is still asleep--if you will tell me exactly what you think, and that she is going on well, said Mrs. Vincent;
gpt
cried the widow, taking his hand and caressing it between her own,
human
It is quite true, said Vincent, meeting his mothers eyes with a strange blending of pity and thankfulness. He did not say enough to satisfy her. She drew him closer, looking wistfully into his face. The winter afternoon was darkening, the room was cold, the atmosphere dreary. The widow held her son close, and fixed upon him her anxious inquiring eyes.
gpt
It is quite true, Arthur! There is nothing behind that you are hiding from me? she said, with her lips almost touching his cheek, and her wistful eyes searching his meaning.
human
Oh, my dear boy, don't hide anything from me. I am able to bear it, Arthur. Whatever it is, I ought to know.
gpt
What I have told you is the simple truth, mother, said Vincent, not without a pang.
human
He has made a declaration before the magistrates----
gpt
Before the magistrates! she said, with a faint cry. Then after a pause--
human
But, thank God, it is not here, Arthur, nor at Lonsdale, nor anywhere where we are known. And he said that--that--he had never harmed my child? Oh, Arthur, Arthur--your sister!--that she should ever be spoken of so! And he was not killed? I do not understand it, my dear. I cannot see all the rights of it; but it is a great comfort to have you to myself for a moment, and to feel as if perhaps things might come right again. Hush! I think the doctor must be coming. Speak very low. My dear boy, you don't mean it, but you are imprudent; and, oh, Arthur, with a troublesome flock like yours you must not commit yourself! You must not let your sister's name be talked of among the people. Hush, hush, I hear the doctor at the door.