human
Why didn't you hold on, you simpleton? Bob asked.
gpt
Never saw you get up so much pluck in my life. What made you back out, and be whipped like a baby?
human
Why didn't _you_ own that you threw that plaguy paper ball, and not sit there like a coward, and see me take your whipping?
gpt
No, I didn't; and I'll throw _you_ if you say so again.
human
It's no use, said this evil spirit, speaking out boldly,--
gpt
Now, you see, you've been cheated. You've tried hard for a whole month to _be_ somebody, and no one thinks any more of you than they did before, and never will. Your mother scolds just as much, and your home looks just as dismal, and Kitty is just as hateful, and the respectable boys in the village have nothing to do with you. You might just as well lounge around and have a good time. Nobody expects you to be good, or will let you, when you want to be.
human
What of all that? it said;
gpt
Oh, said Tip,
human
I can't; I _can't_ be a Christian! I have not done right nor felt right to-day. I almost hate the boys, and Mr. Burrows too. I don't know what to do.
gpt
Go on home, said Satan.
human
Let the lamp and these new notions and all _go_! Christ don't care anything about _you_; such a miserable, wicked, story-telling boy as you have been, do you expect Him to notice _you_?
gpt
Fear not, for I have redeemed thee; I have called thee by thy name; thou art _Mine_.