human
What is that, LeMaury?
gpt
It ees a man crazed! Ride on, _mon colonel_!
human
Why, 'tis the minister his son. I know you by the look of your father in you. What bad dream have we waked you from, you pretty boy?
gpt
You have not waked me from it, cried Nathaniel.
human
I will never wake as long as I live, and when I die--!
gpt
Why, LeMaury is right. The poor lad is crazed. We must see to this.
human
Why, so lads look under their first fire, when they die of fear. What frights you so?
gpt
I suppose it is the conviction of sin. That is what they call it.