human
I will not stay here, said the Indian mother, with sullen stubbornness.
gpt
I will go back beyond the Warais. My life is my own life, and I will do what I like with it.
human
Is your life all your own, mother? she asked.
gpt
I did not come into the world of my own will. If I had I would have come all white or all Indian. I am your daughter, and I am here, good or bad--is your life all your own?
human
You can marry and stay here, when I go. You are twenty. I had my man, your father, when I was seventeen. You can marry. There are men. You have money. They will marry you--and forget the rest.