human
Do you know that, absurd as it may sound, I seemed to know that night at Quatomac that I should hold you in my arms again one day? he said.
gpt
Of course, the thing seemed out of the question, an insensate dream, and still I could never quite let go my hold of the alluring fancy.
human
And if the dream had never been fulfilled?
gpt
You would still have ridden beside me through many a long night march, with the moon shining round and full behind your shoulder, and I should have felt the white dress brush me softly where the trail was dark.
human
Then I should have been always young to you. You would never have seen me grow faded and the grey creep into my hair.
gpt
My dear, you will be always beautiful to me. We will grow old together, and the one who must cross the last dark river first will, at least, start out on the shadowy trail holding the other's hand.