human
Maude, Maude! this is wrong--this is sinful! he said, holding her little wan hands, and looking sadly down into the white, cold face.
gpt
This rebellious murmuring must not be indulged longer. Dearest Maude, rouse yourself from this trance of despair, and remember our Erminie is in the hands of One who 'doeth all for the best.' He who noteth even the fall of a sparrow will protect our angel child.
human
Have faith, sweet wife, and trust in God. Overcome this selfish grief, and remember there still remain many for you to love--many who love you. Live for them, my own Maude; live for me; live for the heaven where our Erminie has gone.
gpt
Oh, my child! my child! Would to God I had died for thee!