human
He tore them all up, she sobbed, after some minutes,
gpt
Who tore them up?
human
My father; he went into my room while I was away, saw the pictures and took them all and destroyed them; because he thought it was right, he told me.... Can you believe it?
gpt
Hardly,
human
What an atrocious thing to do! What a regular old John Calvin! Darling, darling, I am sorry! What can I do to comfort you?
gpt
I am comforted already, being here, she answered, drawing away from him, and smiling through her tears, as she looked up at him.
human
Oh, if you knew what a relief it is to be with you, and to feel that blackness of hate vanishing out of one's mind, and the feelings of love rushing back into it! For six hours now, since this happened, I did not know myself.... I have been a murderess in heart.... I was devoured with hate of him. The thought of you was the only thing that saved me, that shone like a star in the darkness. The thought of _you_, that stole through all the mists of murder and hate, and brought me here safely. He owes his life to you....
gpt
I am so glad you came to me, he said gently.
human
I like to think you brought your grief to me, and also I was wishing for you so much, for myself.... We can be very happy here.
gpt
But I don't think I can stay.... Can I? she said doubtfully.
human
Really, Everest, I don't want to be any trouble to you. You may not be ready for me. You were not prepared for me to come now. I felt I must see you at once, but I have a little money with me, and I can go to an hotel, can't I, and stay there by myself?
gpt
Yes, you could certainly do that if I allowed it, he answered,
human
I drove here in a taxi from the station, and I have only a handbag. I felt I must get away from the Rectory and the possibility of losing my senses and killing him. But I had no idea of forcing myself on you; I want to be quiet for a day or two somewhere, and paint a picture that came into my mind in the train. That will take away this dreadful longing for revenge. Then you could help me, couldn't you, to get it sold? You said I could always sell my things. I do not want ever, ever, to go home again!
gpt
Darling, why should you? Your home is with me now. As for the picture, if you want to paint, there is my studio, through that door. You can work in it all day undisturbed, and sell your picture, I have not any doubt, if you wish to. But now, you shall have something to eat: you must have left before dinner.