human
Dearest girl, Carter told me not to breathe to any one, not even to your mother, about--about what happened last summer--and--and what he asked you, and I haven't, but I _must_ tell you how glad.... then, at the bewilderment in Honor's face in the light of the porch lamp,--
gpt
Oh,--I remember! Her brief wire to him, promising to forgive and forget his wild words of the evening before. She had quite forgiven, and she had so nearly forgotten that she could not imagine, at first, what his mother meant. And now, because the older woman was trembling, and because Carter must have told her of how he had lost control of himself and been for a moment false to his friend, she gave back the warm embrace and kissed the pale cheek.
human
Yes. And I _meant_ it, Mrs. Van Meter!
gpt
You _blessed_ child! Marcia Van Meter wiped her eyes.
human
You've made me very happy.
gpt
R. L. S. ...
human
The man who cannot forgive any mortal thing is a green hand in life,