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15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She shall at least stay in her room, if I have to lock her in,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Going home, when Leavitt is to call at three!"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I wish I had answered her letter about that confounded sheep pasture, he said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "he continued, excitedly, adding, as Mark looked quickly up,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Of course I don't mean Helen. She is right; and though she rasps me a little, I'd rather have her than not. Neither do I mean that doctor, for he is a gentleman. But this Barlow woman--oh! Mark, I am all of dripping sweat just to think of it."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "There's no telling what Deacon Bannister would do--send a subpoena after me, for what I know,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Hannah, and Lucy amongst 'em, advised me not to come, she said to Mrs. Tubbs,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Of course I should, Mattie answered, herself anxious to stand beneath Wilford Cameron's roof and see Mrs. Wilford at home."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She don't look as proud as Helen, and you are her aunt, her blood kin, so why shouldn't you go there if you like?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I shall--I am going, Aunt Betsy replied, feeling that to take Mattie with her was not quite the thing, and not exactly knowing how to manage, for the girl must of course pilot the way."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I'll risk it and trust to Providence,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mr. Cameron had just left the office and would not return that day,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Walk in here, please. You will not be liable to so many interruptions."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Come, 'Tilda, it's no privacy,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "If I could keep the sweet apple-tree, I wouldn't care, Aunt Betsy said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "If she ever marries,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And of course she will. She is engaged, I believe?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Engaged? Who to? When? Strange she never writ, nor Katy neither, Aunt Betsy exclaimed, while Mark, raised to an ecstatic state, replied,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I refer to Dr. Grant. Haven't they been engaged for a long time past?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Why--no--indeed, was the response, and Mark could have hugged the good old lady, who continued in a confidential tone:"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I used to think they'd make a good match; but I've gin that up, and now I sometimes mistrust 'twas Katy, Morris wanted. Anyhow, he's mighty changed since she was married, and he never speaks her name. I never heard anybody say so, and maybe it's all a fancy, so you won't mention it."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Certainly not, Mark replied, drawing nearer to her, and continuing in a low tone,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Isn't it possible that after all Helen is engaged to her cousin, and you do not know it?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No, and Aunt Betsy grew very positive."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I am sure she ain't, for only t'other day I said to Morris that I wouldn't wonder if Helen and another chap had a hankerin' for one another; and he said he wished it might be so, for you--no, that other chap, I mean--would make a splendid husband,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "And that other chap? Does he live in Silverton?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "They were to have a large dinner party, he said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No, she might go back to-morrow--certainly the day after,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She was old and simple-hearted. She was Helen's aunt, and this, more than aught else, helped him to a decision."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She must be homesick in the Bowery; he should die if compelled to stay there long; he would take her to his mother's and keep her until the morrow, and perhaps until she left for home; telling Helen that night, of course, and then suffering her to act accordingly."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "where they were in such confusion that Aunt Betsy was at last persuaded, and was soon riding uptown in a Twenty-third Street stage, with Mark Ray her _vis-à-vis_ and Mattie at her right. Why Mattie was there Mark could not conjecture; and perhaps she did not know herself, unless it were that, disappointed in her call on Mrs. Cameron, she vaguely hoped for some redress by calling on Mrs. Banker. How then was she chagrined, when, as the stage left them at a handsome brownstone front, near Fifth Avenue Hotel, Mark said to her, as if she were not of course expected to go in,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Please tell your mother that Miss Barlow is stopping with Mrs. Banker to-day. Has she baggage at your house?--If so, we will send around for it at once. Your number, please?"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You'll come to us again before you go home?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Of course I shall,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I'll tell her just the truth,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Kindle a fire then in the front guest chamber, he said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "there with the elegance around her."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Was Katy's house as fine as this?"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "What shall I do?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Your room will soon be ready, he continued,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I can't take off my bunnet till I get my caps down to Mrs. Tubbs'. Oh, what a trouble I be."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "enlightened him with regard to her dilemma, and full permission was given for her"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She is unaccustomed to the city, but a particular friend of mine; so see that you treat her with respect,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, I'm in a deuced scrape, he answered, coming up to her with the saucy, winning smile she could never resist, and continuing,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "To be in at the foundation, you know how much I am in love with Helen Lennox?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "No, I don't, was the reply, as Mrs. Banker removed her fur with the most provoking coolness."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "How should I know when you have never told me?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Haven't you eyes? Can't you see? Don't you like her yourself?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, very much."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And are you willing she should be your daughter?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Say, mother, are you willing I should marry Helen Lennox?"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Perhaps it was wrong to bring her home, he added,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Annie Laurie"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Looks as if it was made of stone cheena,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She should do very well alone, she said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "and with a good-by she sent them away, after saying to Mrs. Banker,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Maybe you ain't the kissin' kind, but if you be, I wish you would kiss Katy once for me."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "And Helen, too?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I meant your marm, not you,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I thought once of referring her to you, Mr. Cameron, Bob said;"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No, came faintly from the lips which tried to smile; for Wilford knew who was the heroine of that story; wondering more and more where she was, and feeling a sensation of uneasiness as he thought,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Can any accident have befallen her?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "who had gotten upon the train at some station which Bob could not remember; while, as the story progressed, she was sure of it, for she had heard of the sheep-pasture trouble, and of Aunt Betsy's projected visit to New York, privately writing to her mother not to suffer it, as Wilford would be so greatly vexed."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, it must be Aunt Betsy, she thought, and she turned so white that Mark, who was watching both her and Wilford, came as soon as possible to her side, and adroitly separating from the group around, said softly:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You look tired, Miss Lennox. Come with me a moment. I have something to tell you."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I have the sequel of Bob Reynolds' story. That woman--"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Was Aunt Betsy, Helen gasped."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "But where is she now? That was two days ago. Tell me if you know. Mr. Ray, you do know,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Aunt Betsy is at my house; kidnapped by me for safe keeping, until I could consult with you. Was that right?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Is she there willingly? How did it happen?"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And she was at the opera. Wilford must have seen her, and that is why he left so suddenly, and why he has appeared so absent and nervous to-day, as if expecting something. Excuse me, she suddenly added, drawing her hand away and stepping back a little,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I forgot that I was talking as if you knew."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I do know more than you suppose--that is, I know human nature--and I know Will better than I did that morning when I first met you,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You did right under the circumstances. It would have been unpleasant for us all had she happened here to-night. I thank you, Mr. Ray--you and your mother, too--more than I can express. I will see her early to-morrow morning. Tell her so, please, and again I thank you."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I ain't like him; I ain't like this Miss Banker; I ain't like anybody, she whispered."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I'm nothin' but a homely, old-fashioned woman, without larnin', without nothin'. I might know I wasn't wanted, and a rain of tears fell over the wrinkled face as she uttered this tirade against herself, standing before the long mirror and inspecting the image it gave back of a plain, unpolished countrywoman, not much resembling Mrs. Banker, it must be confessed, nor much resembling the gay young ladies she had seen at the opera the previous night."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I won't go near Katy, she continued;"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "That's me--that's Betsy Barlow, she whispered, taking off her glasses to wipe away the moisture gathering so fast upon them. Then resuming them, she continued:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I'm a hewer of wood--a drawer of water. God made me so, and shall the clay find fault with the potter for making it into a homely jug? No, indeed; and I was a very foolish old jug to think of sticking myself in with the chinaware. But I've larnt a lesson, and the philosophic woman read on, feeling comforted to know that though a vessel of the rudest make, a paltry jug, as she called herself, the promises were still for her as much as for the finer wares--ay, that there was more hope of her entering at last where"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "to heed any one else, no inquiries were made and no obstacles put in the way of her going to Mrs. Banker's, where Mark met her himself, holding her cold hand until he led her to the fire and placed her in a chair. He knew she would rather meet her aunt alone, and so when he heard her step in the hall he left the room, holding the door for Aunt Betsy, who wept like a little child at the sight of Helen, accusing herself of being a fool, an old fool, who ought to be shut up in the insane asylum, but persisting in saying she was going home that very day without seeing Katy at all."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "If she was here I'd like it, but I shan't go there, for I know Wilford don't want me. Say, Helen, don't you think he'll be ashamed of me and wish I was in Guinea?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "If he was my own son, he couldn't be kinder, she added,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mark spoke of that when he heard I was going to-day, Aunt Betsy said;"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I'll warrant you he'll tend to it."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Would you mind taking 'Tilda in? It would please her mightily,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I dare say it is all grand and smart, Aunt Betsy said, leaning out to look at it,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You'll be home in April, and maybe Katy'll come, too, she whispered as she kissed Helen good-by and shook hands with Mattie Tubbs, thanking her for her kindness in seein' to an old woman, and charging her again never to let the folks in Silverton know that"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Betsy Barlow had once been seen at a playhouse."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I know now it was best for it to go, but it was hard at first,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "By the way, Will, how did that sheep pasture come out, or didn't the client appear?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Mark, and Wilford's voice was husky with emotion;"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Put down half that pile and I'll tell you,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You know, then? Tell me--you do know? Where is she?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Safe in Silverton, I presume,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You are a splendid fellow, Mark, though I must say you meddled, but I know you did not do it unselfishly. Yes, on the whole, I thank you and Helen, too, for saving me that mortification. I feel like a new man, knowing the old lady is safe at home, where I trust she will remain. And that Tom, who called here yesterday, asking to be our clerk, is the youth I saw at the opera. I thought his face was familiar. Let him come of course. In my gratitude I feel like patronizing the entire Tubbs family."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I meet a few of my particular friends at Mrs. Grandon's to-night, he added, in conclusion."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Can I hope to see you there, taking your presence as a token that I may speak and tell you in words what I have so poorly written?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She surely will be there, as it is the last, perhaps, she'll ever see of some of us poor wretches,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "If Miss Lennox was at home."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "My dear Helen,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It does not matter now, the tempter whispered."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You may as well read it and know the worst. Nobody will suspect it,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "How can I return it without detection?"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Now is my time,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Miss Lennox did not go upstairs at all. Juno, then, must have been the delinquent; and though the mother shrank from the act as unladylike, if nothing more, she resolved to keep the letter till some inquiry was made for it at least. And so Helen, sitting by her window, and looking dreamily out into the street, with a feeling of sad foreboding as she thought of the dark cloud which had burst so suddenly upon the nation's horizon, enveloping Mark Ray in its dark fold, and bearing him away, possibly never to return again, had no suspicion of the truth, and did not guess how anxiously the young man was anticipating the interview at Sybil Grandon's, scarcely doubting that she would be there, and fancying just the expression of her eyes when they first met his. Alas for Mark, also for Helen, that both should be so cruelly deceived. Had the latter known of the loving words sent from the true heart which longed for some word of hers to lighten the long march and beguile the tedious days of absence, she would not have said to Katy, when asked if going to Mrs. Grandon's,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, no; please don't urge me. I would so much rather stay at home."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I am sorry, Sybil said,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She would not come. She does not care. I have deceived myself in hoping that she did, and now welcome war, welcome anything which shall help me to forget."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Not call to say good-by to Helen,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Helen will not care,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "God bless my boy"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Anything to get Katy home,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She would be happier with me,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I have strong hopes that in time Juno will be quite a woman, Bell added."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She is not so proud and sarcastic as she used to be, and all the while Mark was gone she seemed very much depressed, so that I began to believe she really liked him. You would hardly recognize her in her new phase, she acts so humble like, as if she were constantly asking forgiveness; and this, you know, is something novel for her."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "as Aunt Betsy called it, to be fixed, flowers to be gathered for the parlor and vegetables for the dinner, so that her hands were full, up to the moment when Uncle Ephraim drove away from the door, setting old Whitey into a canter, which, by the time the"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Uncle Eph! oh, Uncle Eph, I've come! I'm here, a young voice cried; but the words the deacon would have spoken were smothered by the kisses which pressed upon his lips, kisses which only came to an end when a voice said, rather reprovingly:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "There, Katy, that will do. You have almost strangled him."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I shall sleep so nicely here, she said, tossing her hat into Helen's lap, and lying down at once upon the bed it had taken so long to make."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, I shall rest so nicely, knowing I can wear my wrapper all day long. Don't look so horrified, Wilford, she added, as she caught his eye."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I shall dress me sometimes; but you don't know what a luxury it is to feel that I need not unless I like."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Didn't you rest at New London?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, some, Katy replied;"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She must restrain herself. Surely she was old enough to be more womanly, and she would tire herself out with her nervous restlessness, besides giving the people a bad opinion of Mrs. Wilford Cameron."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Morris, oh, Morris! she cried, as she ran eagerly forward;"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I am so glad to see you. It seems so nice to be with you once more here in the dear old woods. Don't get up--please don't get up,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Why don't you kiss me, Morris? You used to. Ain't you glad to see me?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, very glad,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I do not like it at all, she said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I am in it, and must conform; but, oh Morris! you don't know how much happier I should be if Wilford were just like you, and lived at Linwood instead of New York. I should be so happy here with baby all the time."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Where is your baby, Katy? adding with a smile:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I can remember when you were a baby, and I held you in my arms."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Can you really?"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Surely an angel's countenance cannot be fairer, purer than hers,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And you are not as strong as you once were,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Katy-did,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, Morris, Katy cried,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Doctor."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It was altogether too forward for this world,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "What is it, Morris? she asked."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Is baby going to be very sick?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I hope not, he said;"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I cannot tell as yet; the symptoms are like cholera infantum, of which I have several cases, but if taken in time I apprehend no danger."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Would that be right? Morris asked, and Katy blushed for her selfishness when she heard how many were sick and dying around them."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I will spend every leisure moment here,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Baby is mine and shall I not carry her?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Somebody must take her."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Retribution, retribution."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I think your baby will die,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "God must not take my baby. Oh, Morris, please pray that he will not. He will hear and answer you, while I have been so bad I cannot pray. But I'm not going to be bad again. If he will let me keep my darling I will begin a new life. I will try to serve him. Dear Lord, hear and answer, and not let baby die."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Its father should be here,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, sure--that is, I think he has not,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I shall telegraph in the morning at all events, Morris continued,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, that will be best,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Perhaps not, Morris said;"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Can an unbaptized child be saved?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "We nowhere read that baptism is a saving ordinance, was Morris' answer; while Katy continued:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "But do you believe they will be saved?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, I do, was the decided response, which, however, did not ease Katy's mind, and she moaned on:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "A child of heathen parents may, but I knew better, I knew it was my duty to give the child to God, and for a foolish fancy withheld the gift until it is too late, and God will take it without the mark upon its forehead, the water on its brow. Oh, baby, baby, if she should be lost--no name, no mark, no baptismal sign."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Not water, but the blood of Jesus cleanseth from all sin, Morris said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Baby shall be baptized--baby shall have the sign."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "when told that the baptism could not take place till night. Then, kneeling by the crib where the child was lying, she fastened her great, sad blue eyes upon the pallid face with an earnestness as if thus she would hold till nightfall the life flickering so faintly and seeming so nearly finished. The wailings had ceased, and they no longer carried it within their arms, but had placed it in its crib, where it lay perfectly still, save as its eyes occasionally unclosed and turned wistfully toward the cups, where it knew was something which quenched its raging thirst. Once, indeed, as the hours crept on to noon and Katy bent over it so that her curls swept its face, it seemed to know her, and the little wasted hand was for a moment uplifted and rested on her cheek with the same caressing motion it had been wont to use in health. Then hope whispered that it might live, and with a great cry of joy Katy sobbed:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She knows me, Morris--mother, see; she knows me. Maybe she will live."
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Katy knows, I presume. It does not matter,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "He must hasten,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Genevra."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, Genevra, Katy whispered, and then the solemn words were heard:"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Genevra, I baptize thee in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Mam-ma. Then the hand fell back, down upon Marian's, the soft eyes closed, the limbs grew rigid, the shadow of death grew deeper, and while the prayer was said, and Marian's tears fell with Katy's upon the brow where the baptismal waters were not dried, the angel came, and when the prayer was ended, Morris, who knew what the rest did not, took the lifeless form from Katy's lap, and whispered to her gently:"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Katy, your baby is dead!"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Safe in His arms it would not come back if it could, he said,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, I want my baby back. I know she is safe, but I want her back. She was my life--all I had to love,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You forget your husband, Morris said."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You have him left, and husbands, I supposed, were dearer than one's children."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, Katy answered,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I have Wilford, and am glad of that; but he will blame me so much for bringing baby here to die. He will say it was my fault; and that I can't bear. I know it was, know I killed my baby; but I did not mean to. I would give my life for hers, if like her I was ready,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "I might stay, she added, as Helen began to protest,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "At Silverton! he said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "How can that be when the child was at New London?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "M. GRANT."
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Had Katy obeyed me it would not have happened,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "For my part, she said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I think there has been too much fault-finding and dictation from the very day of the child's birth till now, and if God takes it, as he may, I shall think it a judgment upon you. First you were half vexed with Katy because it was not a boy, as if she were to blame; then you did not like it because it was not more promising and fair; next it was in your way, and so you sent it off, never considering Katy any more than if she were a mere automaton, to turn which way you said. Then you must needs forbid her taking it home to her own family, as if they had no right, no interest in it. I tell you, Will, it is not all Cameron--there is some Barlow blood in its veins--Aunt Betsy Barlow's, too, and you cannot wash it out. Katy had a right to take her own child where she pleased, and you are not a man if you censure her for it, as I see in your eyes you mean to do. Suppose it had stayed in New London and been struck with lightning--you would have been to blame, of course, according to your own view of things."
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Is the baby better?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Baby is dead,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Dead, he repeated,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She seems entirely crushed, he continued, when they were driving toward the farmhouse."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "For a few hours I trembled for her reason, while the fear that you might reproach her added much to the poignancy of her grief."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Poor Katy, I knew she would feel so, but it is unnecessary, for none but a savage would reproach her now, even if she were in fault."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Young man, this is a sad day for you and you have my sympathy, for I remember well how my heart ached when, on just such a day as this, my only child lay dead as yours is lying."
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Where is Katy?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She is sleeping for the first time since the baby died. She is in here with the child. She will stay nowhere else,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Our baby is dead--you've nobody left but me; and oh! Wilford, you will not blame me bringing baby here? I did not think she would die. I'd give my life for hers if that would bring her back. Say, Wilford, would you rather it was me lying as baby lies, and she here in your arms?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No, Katy,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Do just as Katy prefers, was Bell's reply, as she led him to the coffin and pointed to the name:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Little Genevra Cameron, aged nine months and twenty days."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "What is it, Wilford--what is the matter?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Genevra Lambert, aged twenty-two,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The child was baptized then?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, baptized Genevra. That was Katy's choice, I understand,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Perhaps she does, he thought, and his heart grew warm with the fancy that possibly in that other world, whose existence he never really doubted, the Genevra he had wronged would care for his child, if children there need care."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She will know it is mine at least,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "What's this? he asked, lifting the crape veil and dropping it again with an impatient gesture as Helen replied:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It is Katy's mourning veil."
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "for the soldiers, and how she was now drying peaches for Willard Buxton--once their hired man. These she should tie up in a salt bag, and put in the next box sent by the society of which she seemed to be head and front,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "She was not going that day, she said, point-blank, and as Katy too had asked to stay a little longer, Wilford was compelled to yield, and taking his hat sauntered off toward Linwood; while Katy went listlessly into the kitchen, where Bell Cameron sat, her tongue moving much faster than her hands, which pared so slowly and cut away so much of the juicy pulp, besides making so frequent journeys to her mouth, that Aunt Betsy looked in alarm at the rapidly disappearing fruit, wishing to herself that"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Miss Cameron had not listed."
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "I wish you could hear Bob tell the story, the funny part, I mean, she continued, narrating, as well as she could, the particulars of Lieutenant Bob's meeting with Aunt Betsy, who, as the story progressed and she recognized herself in the queer old Yankee woman, who shook hands with the conductor and was going to law about a sheep pasture, dropped her head lower and lower over her pan of peaches, while a scarlet flush spread itself all over her thin face, but changed into a grayish white as Bell concluded with"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Bob says the memory of that hand lifted above his head haunted him day and night, during the period of his uncertainty, and was at last the means of saving him from treachery to his country."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Thank God! came involuntarily from Aunt Betsy's quivering lips, and, looking up, Bell saw the great tears running down her cheeks, tears which she wiped away with her arm, while she said faintly:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "That old woman, who made a fool of herself in the cars, was me!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You, Miss Barlow, you! Bell exclaimed, forgetting in her astonishment to carry to her mouth the luscious half peach she had intended for that purpose, and dropping it untasted into the pan, while Katy, who had been listening with some considerable interest, came quickly forward, saying:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You, Aunt Betsy! When were you in New York, and why did I never know it?"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "And she never let me know it, or come to see me, because--because-- Katy hesitated, and looked at Bell, who said, pertly:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Because Will is so abominably proud, and would have made such a fuss. Don't spoil a story for relations' sake, I beg,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Miss Barlow, Bell said, when Katy was gone,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "There's nothing to forgive. You only told the truth. I did make an old fool of myself, but if I helped that boy to a right decision, my journey did some good, and I ain't sorry now if I did go to the playhouse. I confessed that to the sewing circle, and Mrs. Deacon Bannister ain't seemed the same toward me since, but I don't care. I beat her on the election to first directress of the Soldiers' Aid. She didn't run half as well as me. That chap you call Bob, is he anything to you? Is he your beau?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "That indicates as much. When did it happen, Bell?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Just before he went away. It's a splendid diamond, isn't it?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I've been so sorry sometimes that I did not tell Bob I loved him, when he wished me to so much."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Not tell him you loved him! How then could you tell him yes, as it appears you did? Helen asked, and Bell answered:"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I could not well help that; it came so sudden and he begged so hard, saying my promise would make him a better man, a better soldier and all that. It was the very night before he went, and so I said that out of pity and patriotism I would give the promise, and I did, but it seemed too much for a woman to tell a man all at once that she loved him, and I wouldn't do it, but I've been sorry since; oh, so sorry, during the two days when we heard nothing from him after that dreadful battle at Bull Run. We knew he was in it, and I thought I should die until his telegram came saying he was safe. I did sit down then and commence a letter, confessing all I felt, but I tore it up, and he don't know now just how I feel."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "And do you really love him? Helen asked, puzzled by this strange girl, who laughingly held up her soft, white hand, stained and blackened with the juice of the fruit she had been paring, and said:"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Do you suppose I would spoil my hands like that and incur _ma chère-mamma's_ displeasure, if Bob were not in the army and I did not care for him? And now that I have confessed so much, allow me to catechise you. Did Mark Ray ever propose and you refuse him?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Never! and Helen's face grew crimson, while Bell continued:"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "That is funny. Half our circle think so, though how the impression was first given I do not know. Mother told me, but would not tell where she received her information. I heard of it again in a few days, and have reason to believe that Mrs. Banker knows it too and feels a little uncomfortable that her son should be refused when she considers him worthy of the empress herself."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "And how with Mark and Juno?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, off and on, Bell replied;"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I did not say I never cared for him. I said he never proposed; and that is true; he never did."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And if he had? Bell continued, never taking her eyes from Helen, who, had she been less agitated, would have denied Bell's right to question her so closely. Now, however, she answered blindly:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I do not know. I cannot tell. I thought him engaged to Juno."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Well, if that is not the rarest case of cross-purposes that I ever knew,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She must despise me, and Mark Ray, too, if he has heard of it, she said, resolving one moment to ask Bell to explain to Mrs. Banker, and then changing her mind and concluding to let matters take their course, inasmuch as interference from her might be construed by the mother into undue interest in the son."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Perhaps Bell will do it without my asking,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "If anything besides the feeling that she is so much happier, could reconcile me to baby's loss, it is the knowing that my mourning will keep me from the society in which I could not mingle so soon,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Perhaps she was the one most in fault; it could not be pleasant for him to see her so entirely changed from what she used to be,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "DEAR KATY: I have been suddenly called to leave the city on business, which will probably detain me for three days or more, and as I must go on the night train, I wish Esther to have my portmanteau ready with whatever I may need for the journey. As I proposed this morning, I shall dine with mother, but come home immediately after dinner. W. CAMERON."
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Never mind, Katy answered;"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I want to surprise them, so please don't tell them I am here when you let them in,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "I am truly sorry for you. Is she never more cheerful than when I have seen her?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Never, and Katy could feel just how Wilford's lips shut over his teeth as he said it;"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "My poor boy, it is worse than I feared,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "These were Wilford's very words, and though Katy had once expected him to say them, they came upon her now with a dreadful shock, making her view herself as the murderer of her child, and thus blunting the pain she might otherwise have felt as he went on to speak of Silverton and its inhabitants, just as he would not have spoken had he known she was so near. Then, encouraged by his mother, he talked again of her, not against her, but in a way which made her poor aching heart throb as she whispered, sadly:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "He is disappointed in me. I do not come up to all that he expected. I do very well, considering my low origin, but I am not what his wife should be."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It might have been better with Genevra, was the first outpouring of the overwhelming torrent which for a moment bore her life and sense away. She thought they meant her baby--the little Genevra sleeping under the snow in Silverton--and her white lips answered:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, it would be better, before Wilford's voice was heard, saying, as he always said:"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "No, I have never wished Genevra in Katy's place, though I have sometimes wondered what the result would have been had I learned in season how much I wronged her."
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mr. Cameron will be here soon, she said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I do not need anything to-night, so you can leave me alone and go where you like--to the theatre, if you choose. I heard you say you wished to go. Here is the money for you and Phillips,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Who is Genevra Lambert? It is time I knew before committing greater sin. Tell me, Wilford, who is she?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Not touch me; no, not touch me till you have told me who is Genevra Lambert."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Genevra Lambert was my wife!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I thought so,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "I must do what I can,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "If Genevra Lambert is your wife, what then am I? Oh, Wilford, how could you make me not a wife, when I trusted and loved you so much?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You mistake me; Genevra Lambert was my wife once, but is not now, for she is dead. Do you hear me, Katy? Genevra died years ago, when you were a little girl playing in the fields at home."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And it was her picture Juno saw. She told me the night I came and I tried to question you. You remember?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, but I did not suppose you knew I had a picture. You have been a good wife, Katy, never to mention it since then; and he tried to kiss her forehead, but she covered it with her hands, saying, sadly:"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Not yet, Wilford, I cannot bear it now. I must know the whole about Genevra. Why didn't you tell me before? Why have you deceived me so?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Katy, and Wilford grew very earnest in his attempts to defend himself,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, she answered, and he continued:"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You said you were satisfied to take me as I was. You would not hear evil against me and so I acquiesced, bidding you not shrink back if ever the time should come when you must read that page. I was to blame, I know, but there were many extenuating circumstances, much to excuse me for withholding what you would not hear."
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Would not most any man have done just as I did? he continued."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Can you mention one who would not?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, Cousin Morris, Katy answered;"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I do not pretend to be a saint, and I believe your cousin does; but I doubt whether even he, with all his goodness, would do very differently from what I have done; but tell me how, where did you hear of Genevra?"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "I meant to surprise you, she said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I thought my heart was broken when I heard you talk so of me and Silverton, but that was nothing compared with what came next, when your mother spoke of Genevra. I thought it was my baby she meant at first, and the tightness around my heart was giving way, for if you did complain of me to your mother, I could forgive that because you were baby's father; but Genevra Lambert! oh, Wilford, I died a thousand deaths in one when I first heard of her and understood why you objected to the name our baby finally bore. You did not wish to be so constantly reminded of the other wife. I could not sit there longer, the room around me grew so black, so I struggled to my feet and reached the door, going into the street and thinking once I would end my wretched life in the distant river; but something turned my steps toward home and I came, thinking it all over and suffering such agony. Oh, Wilford, why did you keep it from me? What was there about it wrong and where is she buried?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "In Alnwick, at St. Mary's,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "In Alnwick, at St. Mary's Katy cried."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Then I have seen her grave, and that is why you were so anxious to get there, so unwilling to go away. Oh, if I were lying there instead of Genevra, it would be so much better, so much better."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I would not exchange my Katy for all the Genevras in the world. She was never as dear to me as you. I was but a boy, and did not know my mind when I met her. Shall I tell you about her now? Can you bear to hear the story of Genevra?"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "But not to dwell too long upon those days, which seem to me now so like a dream, we went to Scotland and were married privately, for I won her to this at last. And now comes the part where Jamie is concerned. On the night of our marriage, Genevra, who had obtained permission to be absent on a plea of visiting a friend, had procured some one to take charge of Jamie, a red-faced girl from Edinburgh, who, unused to children, perched the child upon her shoulder, and while in this condition let him fall, injuring his spine and making him a cripple for life. Genevra never forgave herself for that sad accident, which would not have happened had she remained at her post, while to me Jamie has ever since been a sacred thing, his helplessness which he bears so meekly a constant reproach, reminding me of what I would had never been."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Then you are sorry you married Genevra?"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "This was the first time the idea of a divorce had entered my mind. Instead of that the hope that Genevra might in some way be restored to me unspotted, had unconsciously been the daystar of my existence, and I shrank from a final separation. But mother felt differently. It was not a new thought to her, knowing as she did that the validity of a Scotch marriage, such as ours, was frequently contested in the English courts. Once free from Genevra the world this side the water would never know of that mistake, and she set herself steadily to accomplish her purpose. To tell you all that followed our return to England and the steps by which I was brought to sue for a divorce would make my story too long, and so I will only state that, chiefly by the testimony of the anonymous letter writer, whose acquaintance we made, a divorce was at last obtained, Genevra putting in no defense, but as I heard afterward, settling down to an apathy from which nothing had power to rouse her until the news of her freedom from me was carried to her, when, amid a paroxysm of tears and sobs she wrote me a few lines, assuring me of her innocence, refusing to send back her wedding ring, and saying God would not forgive me for the great wrong I had done her. I saw her once after that by appointment and her face haunted me for years. Indeed, I sometimes see it in my dreams as it confronted me then, with a look which I now know was a look of deeply injured innocence, for, Katy, Genevra was innocent, as I found after the time was past when reparation could be made."
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "I would not ask him any more; and without any wrong to you, my wife, I confess that my tears dropped upon the turf under which I knew Genevra lay."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I am glad they did; I should hate you if you had not cried,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "Do you forgive me, Katy? Do you love me as well as ever?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Not yet, Wilford, not till I feel all right toward you. A wife's kiss should be sincere."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "As you like,"
}
]
|
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{
"from": "human",
"value": "You know I was to have left home last night on business. As I did not go then, it is necessary that I leave this morning. Are you able to stay alone for three days or more? Are you willing?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes--oh, yes,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I can kiss you now, Wilford."
}
]
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15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The picture, Wilford--you have forgotten that,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I would not mind it now, until it is fully light. Try and sleep a while. You need the rest so much."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, do,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I'll wait till after breakfast, she said; then as the thought came over her that if the face proved as beautiful as Wilford had described, she in her present forlorn condition would feel the contrast deeply, she said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I'll wait till Esther has fixed my hair; then I will look at Genevra."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She had pretty hair, she thought;"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "and into Katy's heart there crept a feeling akin to jealousy, lest Genevra had been fairer than herself, as well as better loved."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I won't be foolish any longer, she said, and turning resolutely to the light she opened the lid again and saw Genevra Lambert, starting quickly, then looking again more closely--then, with a gasp, panting for breath, while like lightning flashes the past came rushing over her, as, with her eyes fixed upon that picture, she tried to whisper,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It is--it is!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "and on the carpet where she was kneeling Katy writhed in agony as she tried to think what she must do. Not stay there--she could not do that now--not, at least, until she knew for sure that she was Wilford's wife, in spite of Genevra's living. Maybe she was; there was a Mrs. Grainier in the city divorced from her first husband and living with her second; but then the man was a profligate, a most abandoned wretch, who had not been proved innocent, as Genevra had, and that must make a difference."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Oh, if there was only some one to advise me--some one who knew and would tell me what was right,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, ma'am--going to Mr. Cameron's, I suppose?"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Turn here. Yes, that is right, she said, when they reached the road which led to Linwood, and a feeling like guilt crept over her as through the leafless trees and across the meadow land she spied the farmhouse light shining through the drifting snow as if beckoning her to come."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Not yet--not now. I must see Morris first, she answered mentally to that silent invitation, and drawing the buffalo skin around her with a shiver. She did not look again toward the farmhouse, but onward to where the lights of Linwood shone through the wintry darkness."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "This is the place,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "They who have neither wife nor child are the happier perhaps, he said, and then the thought of Katy and her great sorrow when baby died, wondering if to spare herself that pain she would rather baby had never been."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No--oh, no, he answered to his own inquiry."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She would not lose the memory which comes from that little grave for all the world contains. It is better once to love and lose than not to love at all. In heaven we shall see and know why these things were permitted, and marvel at the poor human nature which rebelled against them."
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Morris, oh, Morris,"
}
]
|
15607 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Katy, why are you here to-night, and why are you alone? Has anything happened? Tell me! your looks frighten me!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I am so wretched--so full of pain. I have heard of something dreadful, she replied--"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I am not Wilford's wife, for he had another before me--a wife in Italy--who is not dead."
}
]
|
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