human
I do not know what _you_ think, Catriona, said I, when I was a little recovered,
gpt
It was a good day when you showed me so much love,
human
And yet I think shame to be happy too, I went on,
gpt
Where in the great world would I be else? she cried.
human
I am thinking I am safest where I am with you.
gpt
I am quite forgiven, then?
human
Will you not forgive me that time so much as not to take it in your mouth again? she cried.
gpt
There's is nothing in this heart to you but thanks. But I will be honest too, she added, with a kind of suddenness,
human
Is this Miss Grant again? said I.
gpt
You said yourself she was the best lady in the world.
human
So she will be, indeed! says Catriona.
gpt
But I will never forgive her for all that. I will never, never forgive her, and let me hear tell of her no more.
human
Well, said I,
gpt
It is this way of it, said she.
human
Either you will go on to speak of her, and I will go back to yon town, and let come of it what God pleases! Or else you will do me that politeness to talk of other things.