human
Lila, he began,
gpt
Father, Grant Adams is before your court. He is the father of the man whom I shall marry. You have a right to know all there is to know about Grant Adams. She shook her head decisively.
human
But Kenyon's mother, that has nothing to do with what I am asking you! She paused, then cried passionately:
gpt
Kenyon's mother--oh, father, that's some poor woman's secret, which has no bearing on this case. If you had any right on earth to know, I should tell you; but you have no right.
human
Now, Lila, answered her father petulantly--
gpt
In all my life, father, I have asked you only this one thing, and this is just, you know how just it is--that you keep my future husband's father from a cruel, shameful death. And--now-- her voice was quivering, near the breaking point, and she cried:
human
And now, now you bring in blood and family. What are they in an hour like this! Oh, father--father, would my daddy--the fine, strong, loving daddy of my dreams do this? Would he--would he--oh, daddy--daddy--daddy!
gpt
Lila, perhaps the secret of Kenyon's mother is no affair of mine, but neither is Grant Adams's fate after I turn him back to the jailer, an affair of mine. But you make Grant's affair mine; well, then--I make this secret an affair of mine. If you want me to release Grant Adams--well, then, I insist. The gray features of his wife stopped him; but he smiled and waved his hand grandly at the miserable woman, as he went on:
human
You see my wife has bragged to me once or twice that she knows who Kenyon's mother is, Lila, and now--
gpt
O dear, dear God--is this my father?