human
Yes, my Lord, she said,
gpt
But, dear Agnes, began the cavalier, approaching her,
human
I have many things to say to you,--I have much to tell you.
gpt
But I know grandmamma would not be willing, said Agnes;
human
Well, then, said the stranger,
gpt
I cannot,--indeed, I cannot, said Agnes, distressed and embarrassed.
human
Even now, if grandmamma knew you were here, she would be so angry.
gpt
But how can you pray for me, when you know nothing of me?
human
The dear Lord knoweth you, said Agnes;
gpt
Ah, dear child, how fervent is your faith! Alas for me, I have lost the power of prayer! I have lost the believing heart my mother gave me,--my dear mother who is now in heaven.
human
Ah, how can that be? said Agnes.
gpt
Who could lose faith in so dear a Lord as ours, and so loving a mother?
human
Agnes, dear little lamb, you know nothing of the world; and I should be most wicked to disturb your lovely peace of soul with any sinful doubts. Oh, Agnes, Agnes, I am most miserable, most unworthy!
gpt
Dear Sir, should you not cleanse your soul by the holy sacrament of confession, and receive the living Christ within you? For He says, 'Without me ye can do nothing.'
human
Oh, Agnes, sacrament and prayer are not for such as me! It is only through your pure prayers I can hope for grace.
gpt
Dear Sir, I have an uncle, a most holy man, and gentle as a lamb. He is of the convent San Marco in Florence, where there is a most holy prophet risen up.
human
Savonarola?
gpt
Yes, that is he. You should hear my uncle talk of him, and how blessed his preaching has been to many souls. Dear Sir, come some time to my uncle.