human
No! I cannot, I cannot! he exclaimed, dropping the purse, and clenching his hands on his brow.
gpt
I did not mean to beg of your bounty. I am not so lost as to wrench from your aged hand, the gold that may purchase comfort and luxuries for all your remaining years. No, Miss Thusa, my reason has returned--my sense of honor, too--I were worse than a robber, to take advantage of your generous offer.
human
Louis--Louis Gleason, cried Miss Thusa, rising from her seat, her tall, ancestral-looking figure assuming an air of majesty and command--
gpt
I take it, said Louis, awed into submission and humility by her prophetic solemnity,
human
I take it as a loan, which I will labor day and night to return. What would my father say, if he knew of this?
gpt
He will not know it, unless you break your word, said Miss Thusa, setting her wheel in motion, and wetting her fingers in the gourd.
human
You may go, now, if you will not talk of something else. I must go and get some more flax. I can see all the ribs of my distaff.