human
Are you certain that this is all? Are you certain that she only sleeps, and is not dying--or dead?
gpt
Indeed, I am not certain,
human
Here is no pain, whispered Therese.
gpt
She breathes quietly. There is no pain. Satisfy yourself.
human
No pain, thank God!
gpt
Are you prepared, father, to deal with a spirit as perturbed as that of the dead who cannot rest?
human
Christ will strengthen me for my office, my son.
gpt
And the other sufferers?
human
My brethren are engaged with them. Every man of the black troops will be shriven this night.
gpt
Are there more doomed?
human
There are. There are many guilty; and of some I must make an example. They know that they are guilty; but they know not yet which and how many are to be spared. The discipline of this night will, I trust, impress upon them that principle of our revolution which they have hitherto failed to learn, or have been tempted to forget. This night, father, will establish your precept and mine, and that of our Master--no retaliation. If not, may God direct us, by whatever suffering, to some other method of teaching it; for, at whatever cost, it must be learned! Let us begone.
gpt
One moment, exclaimed Therese, in agitation.
human
You have not told me when--where--
gpt
He dies on the Place, at sunrise--a military, not an ignominious death. Father Laxabon and I shall both be near at hand when Genifrede wakes. Your task shall be shared, though we must leave you now.