human
It didn't do, then?
gpt
Mr. Jerrolds, she demanded seriously,
human
she added hastily,
gpt
But how could she have, dear Miss Jencks? I urged gently.
human
They are not sacred to her, you must remember. She is what you would call a heathen, you know.
gpt
Yes, I know, she began,
human
And more than that, Mr. Jerrolds, the good woman continued, unburdening herself, clearly, of the results of many days of thought,
gpt
Why, the roughest, vilest men weep like children when they understand Our Lord's sacrifice, Mr. Jerrolds, and what it did for them, and surely if they, thieves and drunkards and--and worse, can be so touched, Mrs. Bradley....
human
Perhaps, I suggested as gently as I could,
gpt
But we are all sinners, Mr. Jerrolds!
human
Surely you believe this, Mr. Jerrolds?
gpt
I should not care for the task of convincing Mrs. Bradley of it,
human
That was the trouble, she admitted mournfully.
gpt
I told her about Adam and Eve, but she said that whatever they had done was no affair of hers, and it could not be wrong to eat apples, anyway, she told me, they were so good for the voice.
human
She is very literal, I said hastily,
gpt
I showed her that beautiful picture of the Crucifixion, Miss Jencks added in a low, troubled voice,
human
Leave thou thy sister when she prays,