human
Oh, Nelly! I can't bear it; my heart's breaking.
gpt
Don't give way so, she said softly.
human
It's so comfortable here, an' the good Lord'll take care o' you, Benny.
gpt
But you will soon be better, Nelly, won't you?
human
Yes, Benny, I'll soon be better, but not as you mean it. I's going to Jesus, and shall never have no more cough, nor feel no more pain.
gpt
Oh, no! you's going to get better. I axed the Lord last night to make you better an' let you stay.
human
No, Benny, I shan't stay long. I's known it for months, an' I's willin' to go, 'cause I know as how the Lord will take care of you.
gpt
But I canna let you go,
human
You must not excite your sister, she said kindly,
gpt
Oh, but she's all I has,
human
Yes, poor boy, I know, she replied.
gpt
But if your sister leaves you she'll be better off, and will not have to tramp the streets in the cold and wet; so you must think that what is your loss will be her gain.