human
I was sent for, he began coldly,
gpt
I will be brief, she said guardedly.
human
They are about to attack the Manor House where the Baron has gone. I tried to keep him here, I told him his life was in danger, but he only laughed at me for my pains.
gpt
Hast sent then for me to save thy lover, _for me_?
human
Nay, I have sent for thee to save my soul,
gpt
It is not given a priest of God to shrive an unrepentant harlot,
human
You are even as other priests, who speak ever by rote, flashed from her angrily.
gpt
An unrepentant harlot, if you will, but a better woman than that haughty, self-willed girl the world called 'good.' I fled from the sight of suffering in others, I cared only for my own pleasures, for no one save myself. Now go about the Castle and ask of Rose Westel, discover what kind of name she bears, count the friends who love her and whom she serves, fit the deeds she does with the selfish aloofness of that girl I was, and tell me which was the better woman. Ay, look at me, look at me, she ended passionately,
human
Yes, the heart is a great teacher,
gpt
It is not possible that the good Father can cast one to hell whose sole sin was in overmuch loving,
human
Whose sole sin was in overmuch loving.
gpt
No, she repeated, with a certain sad dignity,
human
I have not sent for you because I sinned through love, but because I sinned through hate.
gpt
Through hate? How?
human
I never knew that one could suffer as I suffered when that woman came--that woman to lie where I have lain, to kiss where I have kissed--that woman--ah!--I was wild--out of my senses when I sought John Kyrkeby and whispered to him that I was forced by the Baron.
gpt
It was a lie, a base lie, she said, reddening with shame;
human
Ah, girl, he said sadly,