human
You must forget this, she had written,
gpt
and:
human
When you see me again, . . . without a word or look from me, know me, even more than you now do, yours. And after this, he had permitted her allurement to fly to his brain, and had given her reason to think that because she had lowered her guard, he had struck her a dastard's blow. His eyes grew soft with pity, and they moistened, as he repeated to himself,
gpt
Poor little girl! poor little girl!