human
After all, what is it to me? she would ask herself, logically, one moment. And at the next her heart would reply,
gpt
Everything. He is all that you have in the world in the way of 'family,' for he _is_ more than friend to you.
human
Yes, Rose would admit,
gpt
I am afraid for him, I could not be more so if he were really my brother. She isn't worthy of him--I've known that, somehow, since the first day that he tried to tell me about her. But that isn't the point. Love is blind, and, if her faithlessness hurts him, I will hate her always. I hate her _now_. She has spoiled my day, and I know that I have hurt Gertrude and Philip, for they can't understand what the trouble is.
human
I _must_ see her. To what end she did not know or seriously attempt to analyze. Rose was not the first to take up cudgels in a lost cause, spurred thereto by a purpose which was incapable of receiving any logical explanation. It was the