human
Mother!
gpt
Oh, my son! my son!
human
Thank Heaven, mother, that I see you again!
gpt
Heaven! she broke out, with passionate fierceness;
human
My poor mother!
gpt
What have I done, that I should lose you! she cried, with a still-increasing fierceness.
human
What crime have I committed, that I should be doomed to a hell upon earth? He was conceived in sin and born in iniquity, even as I was; yet the God you call upon permits him to live happy, rich, honored, and prosperous, while I--oh! it maddens me to think of it! But I will have revenge! --she added, while her fierce eyes blazed, and her long, bony hand clenched--
gpt
Mother! mother! Do not talk so! Be calm!
human
Calm! With these flames, like eternal fires, raging in my heart and brain? Oh, for the hour when his life-blood shall cool their blazing!
gpt
Mother, you are going mad! said the young man, almost sternly.
human
Unless you are calm, we must part.
gpt
Oh, yes! We will part to-morrow. You will go over the boundless sea with all the thieves, and murderers, and scum of London, and I--I will live for revenge. By-and-by you will kill yourself, and I will be hung for his murder.
human
Poor mother! said the youth, sadly.
gpt
This is the hardest blow of all! Try and bear up, for my sake, mother. Did you see Lord De Courcy to-night?
human
I did. May Heaven's heaviest curses light on him! exclaimed the woman, passionately.
gpt
Oh! to think that he, that any man, should hold my son's life in the hollow of his hand, while I am here, obliged to look on, powerless to avert the blow! May God's worst vengeance light on him, here and hereafter!