human
Hope! she repeated.
gpt
I read in that book--he called it the word of God--that the wages of sin is death. The priest said it was only purgatory, but I know more than he thinks I do--and I know what death that means--No, I have no hope. I know what a sinner I have been, and I know what the wages of sin are.
human
But, said Mabel, gently,
gpt
O, you know nothing of sin, said the woman in an agonised voice.
human
Here it has not been so bad, but if you had seen the place we came from you might know something of it.
gpt
I spoke to you of hope--of hope that I myself know not. I am in as great darkness as you, and therefore I cannot give you the help you need.
human
But, continued Mabel,
gpt
I know of one who has _felt_ the power of salvation, may I bring her to you?