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41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Good God! he said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It _is_ like me! Poor little girl--but you know I wouldn't frighten you for anything. But it _is_ like! What an extraordinary thing. We looked for the infamous Toftrees! the egregious Herbert who has split so many infinitives in his time, and we find--Me!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Let's see who the person is--or was--"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Key of the principal gate of the Bastille--no, that's not it. Number 365, oh, here we are! Hancock, the Hackney Murderer. A chemist in comfortable circumstances, he----"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I don't want to hear any more, she said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Let's go away, quick!"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You must have a whiskey and soda, Rita. I dare not let you attempt any of the wines from the public house at the corner."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I've never tried it in my life. But I will now, out of curiosity. I'll taste what you are so far too fond of."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Horrible stuff, she said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It's just like medicine."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You've said exactly what it is, he replied in a dreamy voice.--"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mr. Gilbert Lothian"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Have you been happy, sweetheart, with me?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Perfectly happy."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You really do care for me?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Do you care for me more than for any other man you have ever met?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tell me, tell me! Do you?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Rita, my darling, say, if things had been different, if I were free to ask you to be my wife now, would you marry me?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Would you be my dear, dear love, as I yours, for ever and ever and ever?"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Less than a minute more, sir,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Once more, say it once more! You _would_ be my wife if I were free?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I'd be your wife, Gilbert, and I'd love you--oh, what shall I do without you? How dull and dreadful everything is going to be now!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "But I shall be back soon. And I shall write to you every day!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You will, won't you, dear? Write, write--"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time; I press God's lamp Close to my breast: its splendour, soon or late Shall pierce the gloom. I shall emerge one day."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "There, my dear, she said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I know what you are experiencing now, she said in her low rich voice,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You comfort me, she said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I thank God that you came to me in my affliction. Otherwise I should have been quite alone till Harold came."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I'm real glad that dear good Morton Sims asked me to call. Edith Sims and I are like . . . She broke off abruptly."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Like sisters,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I know, she answered,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No, it does not. God has made us like that. I know the value of a friend's word well. Nothing heartens one so. I have been in deep waters in my time, Mary. You must let me call you Mary, my dear."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, do, do! Yes, it is wonderful how words help, human living words."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Nothing is more extraordinary in life than the power of the spoken word. How careful and watchful every one ought to be over words. Spoken, they always seem to me to have more lasting influence than words in a book. They pass through mind after mind. Just think, for instance, how when we meet a man or woman with a sincere intellectual belief which is quite opposed to our own, we are chilled into a momentary doubt of our own opinions--however strongly we may hold them. And when it is the other way about, what strength and comfort we get!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Thank you, Mary said simply,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "--she hesitated for a moment--"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Dr. Morton Sims told me something of your life. And of course I know all about your work, as the whole world knows. I know, dear Mrs. Daly, how much you have suffered. And it is because of that that you help me so, who am suffering too."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Dear Morton Sims, the American lady said at length."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The utter sane goodness of that man! My dear, he is an angel of light, as near a perfect character as any one alive in the world to-day. And yet he doesn't believe in Jesus and thinks the Church and the Sacraments--I've been a member of the Episcopalian Church from girlhood--only make-believe and error."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "He is the finest natured man I have ever met, Mary answered."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I've only known him for a short time, but he has been so good and friendly. What a sad thing it is that he is an infidel. I don't use the word in the popular reprehensible sense, but as just what it means--without faith."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It's a sad thing to us, Mrs. Daly said briskly,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Oh, I am sure. He is wonderfully good. Indeed one seems to feel his goodness more than one does that of our clergyman at home, though Mr. Medley is a good man too!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Brains, my dear! Brains! Morton Sims, you see, is of the aristocracy. Your clergyman probably is not."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Aristocracy?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The only aristocracy, the aristocracy of brain-power. Don't forget I'm an American woman, Mary! Goodness has the same value in Heaven however it is manifested upon earth. The question of bimetallism doesn't trouble God and His Angels. But a brilliant-minded Saint has certainly more influence down here than a fool-saint."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "--even the ones backed up by people of name, bishops, magistrates, and so on, were really worthless. They administered other drugs in order to sober up the patient from alcohol. That was easy and possible--though only with the thorough co-operation of the patient. After a few weeks, when health appeared to be restored, and the will power was certainly strengthened, the"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I'll talk to Mrs. Daly about it, the sad wife said to herself."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She is a noble, Christian woman. She understands more than even the doctor. She _must_ do so. She loves our Lord. Moreover she has given her life to the cause of temperance."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You said, she began, after a period of sympathetic silence,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I guess it's pretty well known, she said with a sigh."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "That's the worst of a campaign like mine. It's partly because every one knows all about what you've gone through that they give you a hearing. In the States the papers are full of my unhappy story whenever I lecture in a new place. But I'm used to it now and it doesn't hurt me. Most of the stories are untrue, though. Mr. Daly was a pretty considerable ruffian when he was in drink. But he wasn't the monster he's been made out to be, and he couldn't help himself, poor, poisoned man. But which story have you read, Mary?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "None at all. Only Dr. Morton Sims, when he wrote, told me that you had suffered, that your husband, that----"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "That Patrick was an alcoholic. Yes, that's the main fact. He did a dreadful thing when he became insane through drink. There's no need to speak of it. But I loved him dearly all the same. He might have been such a noble man!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Ah, that's just what I feel about my dear boy. He's not as bad as--as some people. But he does drink quite dreadfully. I hate telling you. It seems a sort of treachery to him. But you may be able to help me."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I knew, Mrs. Daly said with a sigh."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The doctor has told me in confidence. I'd do anything to help you, dear girl. Your husband's poems have been such a help and comfort to me in hours of sadness and depression. Oh, what a dreadful scourge it is! this frightful thing that seizes on noble and ignoble minds alike! It is the black horror of the age, the curse of nations, the ruin of thousands upon thousands. If only the world would realise it!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "No one seems to realise the horror except those who have suffered dreadfully from it."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "More people do than you think, Mary, but, still, they are an insignificant part of the whole. People are such fools! I was reading 'Pickwick' the other day, a great English classic and a work of genius, too, in its way, I suppose. The principal characters get drunk on every other page. Things are better now, as far as books are concerned, though the comic newspapers keep up their ghastly fun about drunken folk. But the cause of Temperance isn't a popular one, here or in my own country."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "A teetotaller is so often called a fanatic in England,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I know it well. But I say this, with entire conviction, absolute bed-rock certainty, my dear, the people who have joined together to go without alcohol themselves and to do all they can to fight it, are in the right whatever people may say of them. And it doesn't matter what people say either. As in all movements, there is a lot of error and mistaken energy. The Bands of Hope, the Blue Ribbon Army, the Rechabites are not always wise. Some of them make total abstinence into a religion and think that alcohol is the only Fiend to fight against. Most of them--as our own new scientific party think--are fighting on wrong lines. That's to say they are not doing a tenth as much good as they might do, because the scientific remedy has not become real to them. That will come though, if we can bring it about. But I tire you?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Please go on."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Well, you know our theory. It is a certain remedy. You can't stop alcohol. But by making it a penal offence for drunkards to have children, drunkenness must be almost eliminated in time."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, Mary said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Of course, I have read all about it. But I know so little of science. But what is the _individual_ cure? Is there none, then? Oh, surely if it is a disease it can be cured? Dr. Morton Sims tried to be encouraging, but I could see that he didn't think there really _was_ much chance for a man who is a slave to drink. It is splendid, of course, to think that some day it may all be eliminated by science. But meanwhile, when women's hearts are bleeding for men they love . . ."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Then even the doctors are coming round? Mary said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "And it means exactly, you would say--?"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "They will tell you of daily miracles of conversion and transformations as marvellous and mystical as ever Jesus wrought when He was visible on earth. Mary! It goes on to-day, it _does_ go on. There is the only cure, the only salvation. Jesus."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I would give my life to save Gilbert,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I have no dear one to save, now, the other answered."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "But I would give a thousand lives if I had them to save America from Alcohol. I love my land! There is much about my country that the ordinary English man or woman has no glimmering of. Your papers are full of the extravagances and divorces of wealthy vulgarians--champagne corks floating on cess-pools. You read of trusts and political corruption. These are the things that are given prominence by the English newspapers. But of the deep true heart of America little is known here. We are not really a race of money-grubbers and cheap humourists. We are great, we shall be greater. The lamps of freedom burn clearly in the hearts of millions of people of whom Europe never hears. God is with us still! The Holy Spirit broods yet over the forests and the prairies, the mountains and the rivers of my land. Read the 'Choir Invisible' by James Lane Allen and learn of us who are America."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I will, dear Mrs. Daly. How you have comforted me to-night! God sent you to me. I feel quite happy now about my darling sister. I feel much happier about my husband. Whatever this life has in store, there is always the hereafter. It seems very close to-night, the veil wears thin."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "We will rest, Mary, while these good thoughts and hopes remain within us. But before we go to bed, listen to this."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It's your best English novel, she said,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "For ever?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "for ever,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "for ever"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "for ever."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "For ever."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "a life!"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It comes very glibly off the tongue to say, 'Put yourself in his position,'--'What would you have done under the circumstances?' but if self-analysis is difficult, how much more so is it to appreciate the 'Ego' of another, to penetrate within the veil of the maimed and debased inner temple of the debauched inebriate? --"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Like one, that on a lonesome road, Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I shall be better soon, she kept repeating to herself."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The doctor says so. Then, when I am well, I shall be able to take poor Gillie really in hand. It won't be long now. Then I will save him with God's help."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Surgit Amari"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "were concluded by a single stroke, the letter"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "was the same size as the letter"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It and all the smaller"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Its"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Lavengro, Borrow has words to say about this impulse--I think it is in Lavengro or it may be in the Spanish book. Borrow used to"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "In hoc vinces graved upon it. But I don't like using this much. It is too concrete. It reminds me of the use I am making of the symbol of salvation."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "In hoc vinces"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Lit. Hum."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It. I have promised myself to define exactly what I mean by"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "IT."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "He was arrested in the middle of his conversation, --"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She placed an arresting hand upon his arm. . . . These phrases which constantly occur in every book I read fill me with horror. A wild phantasmagoria of pictures passes through my mind. I see myself being led out of my house with gyves upon my wrists like the beastly poem Hood made upon"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Eugene Aram."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "the tyranny of"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Thirteen and"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Seven, the nervous misery of the Sign of the Cross, I try to sum up all the ritual and to escape the whole welter of false obligation by spasmodic prayer. I suppose that I say"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "God-the-Father-help-me about two or three hundred times a day. I shut my eyes and throw the failing consciousness of myself into the back of my head, and then I say it--in a sort of hot feverish horror,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "God-the-Father-help-me."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Spectator a month ago. Yet O'Donnell must know that I drink badly. Neither he nor Medley know, of course, how absolutely submerged I really am. No one ever realises that about a"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Telegraph until the lines became clear and I was appreciating what I read. Now I am fairly"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You'll be all right, it says."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "When you want to stop you will be able to all right!"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Rita."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Rita, Rita, Rita!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Rita"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Les absents ont toujours tort."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Confound it, I _must_ work,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Claire"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Biblical chapter caption"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Cruden's Concordance."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Love! hm, hm, hm,--why not 'Love one another'--? Yes, that would do. It was simple, direct, and expressed the sentiment of chapter VII. If there were any reason against it Miss Jones would spot it at once. She would find another quotation and so make it right."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Claire, I am leaving here the day after to-morrow."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Have you no idea, cannot you guess what it is that I have come to say to you?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I have no idea,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I have come to ask you to be my wife. Ah, wait before you bid me be silent. I love you--you surely cannot have failed to see that?--I love you, Claire!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Do not, she interrupted, putting up a warning hand."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I cannot hear you."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "But you must. Forgive me, you shall. I love you as I never loved any woman in my life, and I am asking you to be my wife."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You do me much honour, Lord Quinton, she returned--and was it his fancy that made it seem to him that her lips curled a little?--"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Refuse!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You force me to repeat the word--refuse."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And why?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I do not want to marry you."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You do not love me?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I do not love you,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "But I would teach you, Claire --catching her arm firmly in his hold now and drawing her to him,--"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I would teach you. I can give you all and more of wealth and luxury than----"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Hush! And please let go my arm. If you could give me the world it would make no difference."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Claire, reconsider it! During the whole of my life I have never really wanted to marry any other woman. I will own that I have flirted and played at love."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "No passport to my favour, I assure you, Lord Quinton."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Pshaw! I tell you women were all alike to me, all to be amusing and amused with, all so many butterflies till I met you. I won't mind admitting --making his most fatal step--"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Enough!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes! he thought to himself,"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mr. Dickson Ingworth has called, sir,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Ask him to come in,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Daily Wire"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Ask Mr. Dickson Ingworth in here,"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And the end?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Quite peaceful, I am glad to say, quite peaceful."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "That must be a great consolation!"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Then I suppose you'll give up literature?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Oh, no, he said,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I'm glad of that, he said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "To the artist, life without expression is impossible."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And what of our friend the Poet?"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, he's no friend of mine,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Really? I know, of course, that you have disapproved of much that Mr. Lothian seems to be doing just now, but I thought you were still friends. It is a pity. Whatever he may do, there are elements of greatness in the man."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "He is a blackguard, Toftrees, a thorough blackguard."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I _am_ sorry to hear that. Well, you needn't have any more to do with him, need you? He isn't necessary to your literary career any more. And even if you had not come into your inheritance, your Italian work has put you in quite a different position."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Look here, Toftrees, he said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Very well. I don't want to say anything about a man whom I have liked, and who _has_ been kind to me. But there are times when one really must speak, whatever the past may have been--aren't there?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, he'll get over that drinking habit, he said, though he knew well that Ingworth was not bursting with that alone."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It's bad, of course, that such a man should drink. I was horribly upset--and so was my wife--at that dinner at the Amberleys'. But he'll get over it. And after all you know--poets!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It isn't that, Toftrees. It's a good deal worse than that. In fact I really do want your advice."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "My dear fellow you shall have it. We are friends, I hope, though not of long standing. Fire away."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Well, then, it's just this. Lothian's wife is one of the most perfect women I have ever met. She adores him. She does everything for him, she's clever and good looking, sympathetic and kind."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Lothian doesn't care a bit for his wife--he can't. I know all about it, and I've seen it. He's doing a most blackguardly thing. He's running after a girl. Not any sort of girl, but a _lady_."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "No?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Indeed, yes. She's a sweet and innocent girl whom he's getting round somehow or other by his infernal poetry and that. He's compromising her horribly and she can't see it. I've, I've seen something of her lately and I've tried to tell her as well as I could. But she doesn't take me seriously enough. She's not really in love with Lothian--I don't see how any young and pretty girl could really be in love with a man who looks like he's beginning to look. But they write--they've been about together in the most dreadfully compromising way. One never knows how far it may go. For the sake of the nicest girl I have ever known it ought to be put a stop to."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Suppose any harm were to come to her, Ingworth continued with something very like a break in his voice."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "She's quite alone and unprotected. She is the daughter of a man who was in the Navy, and now she has to earn her own living as an assistant librarian in Kensington. A man like Lothian who can talk, and write beautiful letters--damned scoundrel and blackguard!"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Look here, he said suddenly."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You needn't go on, Ingworth. I know who it is. It's Miss Wallace, of the Podley Library. She was at the Amberleys' that night when Lothian made such a beast of himself. She writes a little, too. Very pretty and charming girl!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes! he cried,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No, no, he said with assumed impatience."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Of course, she knows that Lothian is married, and, being a decent girl, she would never let her feelings--whatever they may be--run away with her. She's dazzled. That's what it is, and very natural, too! But it ought to be stopped. As a matter of fact, Ingworth, I saw them together at the Metropole at Brighton one night. They had motored down together. And I've heard that they've been seen about a lot in London at night. Most people know Lothian by sight, and such a lovely girl as Miss Wallace everyone looks at. From what I saw, and from what I've heard, they are very much in love with each other."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "It's a lie, Ingworth answered."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She's not in love with him. I know it! She's been led away to compromise herself, poor dear girl, that's all."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I'll put a stop to it,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I know Mr. Podley, he said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I have met him a good many times lately. We are on the committee of the 'Pure Penny Literature Movement.' He is a thoroughly good and fatherly man. He's quite without culture, but his instincts are all fine. I will take him aside to-night and tell him of the danger--you are right, Ingworth, it is a real and subtle danger for that charming girl--that his young friend is in. Podley is her patron. She has no friends, no people, I understand. She is dependent for her livelihood upon her place at the Kensington Library. He will tell her, and I am sure in the kindest way, that she must not have anything more to do with our Christian poet, or she will lose her situation."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Thanks awfully, he said, almost throwing off all disguise now. Then he hesitated--"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "But that might simply throw her into Lothian's arms,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I shall put it to Mr. Podley, he said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "To-night? he said."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You're to see this Podley to-night?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Then when do you think he will talk to Rit--to Miss Wallace?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I think I can ensure that he will do so before lunch to-morrow morning."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You will be doing a kind and charitable thing, Toftrees,"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mine!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I think I shall cook master Lothian's goose very well to-night,"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "All's fair"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "In the drunkenness of the chronic alcoholic the higher brain centres are affected more readily and more profoundly than the rest of the nervous system, with the result that the drinker, despite the derangement of his consciousness, is capable of apparently deliberate and purposeful acts. It is in this dream-state, which may last a considerable time, that the morbid impulses of the alcoholic are most often carried into effect."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "The confirmed toper, who is as much the victim of drug-habit as the opium eater, may have amnesic dream phases, during which he may commit automatically offensive acts while he is mentally irresponsible."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Imitatio Christi"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Gilbert, have you come to say goodnight?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, dear, --it _was_ an odd purring sort of voice--"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "How do you feel?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Not very well, dear. I am going to try very hard to sleep to-night. You're rather early in coming, are you not?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, dear, I am. But the moon and the tides are right to-night and the wild duck are flighting. I am going out after widgeon to-night. I ought to do well."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Oh, I see. I hope you'll have good luck, dear."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I hope so. Oh, and I forgot, Mary, I thought of going off for three days to-morrow, down towards the Essex coast. I should take Tumpany. I've had a letter from the Wild Fowlers' Association man there to say that the geese are already beginning to come over. Would you mind?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, go by all means, dear, she said,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You will be all right?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Oh, of course I shall. Don't think a _bit_ about me. Perhaps-- she hesitated for a moment and then continued with the most winning sweetness--"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Well, then, dear, I shall say good-bye, now. You see I shall be out most of this night, and if Tumpany and I are to catch the early train from Wordingham and have all the guns ready, we must leave here before you will be awake. I mean, you sleep into the morning a little now, don't you?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Generally, Gillie. Then if it is to be good-bye for two days, good-bye my dear, dear husband. Come----"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I shall pray for you all the time you are away, she whispered."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I shall think of my boy every minute. God bless you and preserve you, my dear husband."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Well, I'll go now, he said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Good-night, dear."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "But I am frightened, she said to herself."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I am really frightened. This is FEAR!"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "cases of brass, loaded with"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "and"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Tell Tumpany to come up,"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Now be here by seven sharp to-morrow, Tumpany, Lothian said, still in his quiet level voice."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "We must catch the nine o'clock from Wordingham without fail. I'm going out for an hour or two on the marshes. The widgeon are working over the West Meils with this moon and I may get a shot or two."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Cert'nly, sir. Am I to come, sir?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No, I think you had better go home and get to bed. You've a long day before you to-morrow. I shan't be out late."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Very good, sir. You'll take Trust? Shall I go and let him out?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Well, what do you think? he asked."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I ought to be able to pick up any birds I get myself in this light, and on the West Meils. I shan't stay out long either. You see, Trust has to go with us to-morrow and he's always miserable in the guard's van. He'll have to work within a few hours of our arrival and I thought it best to give him as much rest as possible beforehand. He isn't really necessary to me to-night. But what do you think?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Very well then. You'd better go down again to the kitchen. I'll be with you in ten minutes. Then you can walk with me to the marsh head and carry the bag."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Nemesis"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Haven"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Look here, he said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Thank you, sir, he said, sobered now by the keen night wind,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Night Tumpany."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "G'night, sir."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "What's wrong with him? he asked himself."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "He speaks different like. Yesterday morning old Trust seemed positive afraid of him! Never saw such a thing before! And to-night he seems like a stranger somehow. I felt queer, in a manner of speaking, as I walked alongside of him. But what a bloody fool I am!"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": ""
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The Amnesic dream-phase."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Haven,"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Haven"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Haven"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "there is only the"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Perhaps when the men are out of the way for a day or two, Mistress will have a chance to get right. . . . Master said good-bye to Mistress last night, didn't he?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, but he may want to go in again and disturb her."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I don't believe he will. She's asleep now. Those things Dr. Heywood give her keep her quiet. But still you'd better go quietly into her room with her morning milk, Blanche. If she's asleep, just leave it there, so she'll find it when she wakes up."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Very well, cook, I will, the housemaid said--"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, there's that Tumpany!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "What are you going to do, my girl?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Hush, you silly. Keep quiet, can't you? Phoebe said angrily."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Blanche is taking up Mistress' milk in case she wakes."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Where's master, then?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Master is in the library. He'll be down in a minute."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Can I go up to him, cook? . . . There's something about the guns----"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No. You can _not_, Tumpany. But Blanche will take any message.--Blanche, knock at the library door and say Tumpany wants to see Master. But do it quietly. Remember Missis is sleeping at the other end of the passage."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Please, sir, Tumpany wants to speak to you."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "All right, he said."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "He can come up in a moment. What have you got there--oh? The milk for your Mistress. Well, put it down on the table, and tell Tumpany to come up. Bring him up yourself, Blanche, and make him be quiet. We mustn't risk waking Mistress."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The Old House, Mortland Royal"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "What is it, Tumpany?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I was thinking, sir, that we haven't got a cleaning rod packed for the ten-bores. I quite forgot it. The twelve-bore rods won't reach through thirty-two-and-a-half barrels. And all the cases are strapped and locked now, sir. You've got the keys."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "By Jove, no, we never thought of it. But those two special rods I had made at Tolley's--where are they?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Here, sir,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, very well. Unscrew one and stick it in your pocket. We can put it in the case when we're in the train. It's a corridor train, and when we've started you can come along to my carriage and I'll give you the key of the ten-bore case."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Very good, sir. The trap's come. I'll just take this suit case down and then I'll get Trust. He can sit behind with me."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes. I'll be down in a minute."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mistress is fast asleep, sir, the pleasant-faced girl said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Thank you, Blanche. I shall be down in a minute."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The blessed bond of board and bed"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You're looking much better this morning, sir,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I'm feeling very well, Phoebe. This little trip will do me a lot of good, and I shall bring home lots of birds for you to cook. Now mind both you girls look after your Mistress well. I shall expect to see her greatly improved when I return. Give her my love when she wakes up. Don't forward any letters because I am not certain where I shall be. It will be in the Blackwater neighbourhood, Brightlingsea, or I may make my headquarters at Colchester for the three days. But I can't be quite sure. I shall be back in three days."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Good morning, sir. I hope you'll have good sport."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Thank you, Phoebe--that's right, Tumpany, put Trust on the seat first and then get up yourself--what's the matter with the dog?--never saw him so shy. No, James, you drive--all right?--Let her go then."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "What a thoroughly delightful morning!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "WOG"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The die rang sideways as it fell, Rang cracked and thin, Like a man's laughter heard in hell. . . ."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Lulu bird"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You do it, darling, Rita had said to her."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I can't do it myself. And take this box. It's locked and sealed. It has the letters in it. I cannot burn them, but I don't want to read them again. I must not, now. But keep it carefully, always. If ever I _should_ ask for it, deliver it to me wherever I am."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "You must _never_ ask for it, my darling girl, Wog had said quickly."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Let me burn the box and its contents."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "No, no! You must not, dearest Wog, my dear old friend! It would be wrong. Rossetti had to open the coffin of his wife to get back the poems which he had buried with her. Keep it as I say."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "My bridesmaid dress, she said aloud with a choke of melancholy laughter."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "We mustn't spoil it, must we, Lulu bird?"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "What a kind good man Mr. Podley is, she thought."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "How anxious he has been to forward everything. And to give dear Rita away also!"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Now you, my dear, Mrs. Podley had said to her,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "But I know so little about literature, Wog had answered."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Of course I read, and I have my own little collection of books. But to take charge of a public library--oh, Mrs. Podley, _do_ you think I shall be able to do it to Mr. Podley's satisfaction?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "You're a good girl, my dear, she said,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The evening after Podley had to talk to her (thus Mrs. Podley)"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I asked you both up here. I fell in love with you at once, my dear. Her, I didn't like. Pretty as a picture; yes! But different somehow! Yet sensible enough--really--as P. has told me. When he gave her a talking to, as being an elderly and successful man who employed her he had well a right to do, she saw at once the scandal and wrong of going about with a married man--be he poet or whatnot. It was only her girlish foolishness, of course. Poor silly lamb, she didn't know. But what a blessing that all the time she was being courted by that young country squire. I tell you, Miss H., that I felt like a mother to them in the Church this morning."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Miss Wallace."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "How dreadful, she thought, in her virgin mind, untroubled always by the lusts of the flesh and the desire of the eyes,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I must be as kind as I can to him when he comes, she said to herself."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "He ought to be here almost at once. Of course, Cupid knows nothing about the telegram saying that he's coming. I can give her letter into his own hands."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Click,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Surgit Amari."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I know, he said;"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "She got my wire?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No, Mr. Lothian, Ethel Harrison said gravely."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Rita never got your wire. It came too late."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Too late? he questioned."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Too late for _what_?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I see, Mr. Lothian, she said,"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And will you tell me then, Miss Harrison?"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, Mr. Lothian! the girl cried,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I am so sorry. I am so very sorry for you. You couldn't help loving her perhaps, I am only a girl, I don't pretend to know. But you must be brave. Rita is married!"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, she ought to have told you! It was cruel of her! She ought to have told you. But you have not written to her for two or three weeks--as far as I know. . . ."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes, this morning, and Mr. Podley gave her away. But I have a letter for you, Mr. Lothian. Rita asked me to post it. She gave it me in bed this morning, before I dressed her for her marriage. Of course she didn't know that you were going to be in town. I will give it to you now."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "But _I_ have come to marry Rita!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Mr. Lothian, she said,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "How stupid you are, Wog, he said, as if he had known her for years; in much the same sort of voice that Rita would have said it."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "My wife's dead, dead and buried. . . . I thought you would both have known. . . ."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, yes, but _whom_ has my little Rita married?"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mr. Ingworth Dickson, of course,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Oh, Dicker, he said in a perfectly uninterested voice--"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, Dicker--just her man, of course. . . ."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I shall always read your books and poems, and I shall always think of you. We have been tremendous friends, and though we shall never meet again, we shall always think of each other, shan't we? I am going to marry Dicker to-morrow morning, and by the time you see this--Wog will send it--I shall be married. Of course we mustn't meet or write to each other any more. You are married and I'm going to be to-morrow. But do think of your little friend sometimes, Gilbert. She will often think of you and read _all_ you write."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Oh, I thank you, I thank you a thousand times, he said,"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Tumpany! he said with a giggle."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "My wild-fowling man! Mary used to like him, so I suppose he's all right. But, damn him, looking out of the wall like that with his ugly red face!--"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Tiddle-iddle, iddle-tiddle, so the green frog said in the garden!"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "All right, Mary darling. But why have you got on a sheet instead of a nightdress? Mary! Why have they tied your face up under the chin with that handkerchief? And what's that you're holding out to me on your pale hand? Is that the _membrane_? Is that really the diphtheria _membrane_ which choked you?--Come closer, let me see, old chalk-faced girl. . . ."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The Christian Poet, oh, my eye!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Surgit amari aliquid,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "A broken and a contrite heart, O Lord, Thou wilt not despise."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Ah! happy they whose hearts can break And peace of pardon win! How else may man make straight his plan And cleanse his soul from sin? How else but through a broken heart May Lord Christ enter in?"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Procreation Fetish"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It is difficult to avoid doing too much--for a man in my position, he thought."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Life is so short and there is such an infinity of work. Oh, that I could see England in a fair way to become sober before I die! Still I must go on hard. 'Il faut cultiver notre jardin.'"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "This is good, he said fervently."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I have waited for this hour. I cannot say how glad I am to see you, Julia. You have heard from Edith?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The dear girl! Yes. There was a letter waiting for me at the Savoy when I arrived last night. I am to come to you both on Saturday."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Yes. It will be so jolly, just like old times. Now let me congratulate you a thousand times on your great work in America. Every one over here has been reading of your interview with the President. It was a great stroke. And he really is interested?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Immensely. It is genuine. He was most kind and there is no doubt but that he will be heart and soul with us in the future. The campaign is spreading everywhere. And, most significant of all, _we are capturing the prohibitionists_."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Ah! that will mean everything."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Everything, because they are the most earnest workers of all. But they have seen that Prohibition has proved itself an impossibility. They have failed despite their whole-hearted and worthy endeavours. Naturally they have become disheartened. But they are beginning to see the truth of our proposal. The scientific method is gaining ground as they realise it more and more. In a year or two those states which legislated Prohibition, will legislate in another way and penalise the begetting of children by known drunkards. That seems to me certain. After that the whole land may, I pray God, follow suit."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Ah! he thought,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Tell me, she was saying,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It remains an impenetrable mystery, he said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "No one knows anything."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "I loved that woman, she said."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I loved Mary Lothian. A clearer, more transparent soul never joined the saints in Paradise. Among the many, many things for which I have to thank you, there is nothing I have valued more than the letter from you which sent me to her at Nice. Mary Lothian was the sweetest woman I have ever met, or ever shall meet. Sometimes God puts such women into the world for examples. Her death grieved me more than I can say."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It was very sudden."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Terribly. We travelled home together. She was leaving her dying sister in the deepest sadness. But she was going home full of holy determination to save her husband. I never met any woman who loved a man more than Mary Lothian loved Gilbert Lothian. What a wonderful man he must have been, might have been, if the Disease had not ruined him. I think his wife would have saved him had she lived. He is alive, I suppose?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "It is impossible to say. I should say not. All that is known is as follows. A fortnight or so after his wife's funeral, Lothian, then in a very dangerous state, travelled to London. He was paying a call at some house in the West End when Delirium Tremens overtook him at last. He was taken to the Kensington Hospital. Most cases of delirium tremens recover but it was thought that this was beyond hope. However, as soon as it was known who he was, some of the best men in town were called. I understand it was touch and go. The case presented unusual symptoms. There was something behind it which baffled treatment for a time."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "But he _was_ cured?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Yes, they pulled him through somehow. Then he disappeared. The house in Norfolk and its contents were sold through a solicitor. A man that Lothian had, a decent enough servant and very much attached to his master, has been pensioned for life--an annuity, I think. He may know something. The general opinion in the village is that he does know something--I have kept on my house in Mortland Royal, you must know. But this Tumpany is as tight as wax. And that's all."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "He has published nothing?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Not a line of any sort whatever. I was dining with Amberley, the celebrated publisher, the other day. He published the two or three books of poems that made Lothian famous. But he has heard nothing. He even told me that there is a considerable sum due to Lothian which remains unclaimed. Of course Lothian is well off in other ways. But stay, though, I did hear a rumour!"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "And what was that?"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Well, I dined at Amberley's house--they have a famous dining-room you must know, where every one has been, and it's an experience. There was a party after dinner, and I was introduced to a man called Toftrees--he's a popular novelist and a great person in his own way I believe."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I know the name, she said."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Go on."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Well, this fellow Toftrees, who seems a decent sort of man, told me that he believed that Gilbert Lothian was killing himself with absinthe and brandy in Paris. Some one had seen him in Maxim's or some such place, a dreadful sight. This was three or four months ago, so, if it's true, the poor fellow must be dead by now."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Requiescat, Julia Daly said reverently."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "But I should have liked to have known that his dear wife's prayers in Heaven had saved him here."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "If Gilbert Lothian still lived he must look like that awful figure in the condemned cell had looked--like his insane half-brother, the cunning murderer--"
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "My dear William, he said, shaking him warmly by the hand."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "So here you are. Let me introduce you to Mrs. Daly. Julia, let me introduce the Bishop to you. You both know of each other very well. You have both wanted to meet for a long time."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Please excuse me, the Bishop said to Julia Daly."
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I have indeed looked forward to the moment of meeting you. But something has occurred, Mrs. Daly, which occupies my thoughts, something very unusual. . . ."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "This is Father Joseph Edward, he said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "Abbot of the Monastery upon the Lizard Promontory in Cornwall. He has come with me this afternoon upon a special mission."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "The House."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "But now, John, the Bishop said to Morton Sims,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I want to tell you something. I want to explain a very important alteration in the agenda. . . ."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "What boys nice men are after all, she thought with a slight sympathetic contraction of her throat."
}
]
|
41139 | Unknown Title | Unknown Author | [
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Mrs. Daly, William, Morton Sims said,"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "What is this? she said in her gentle, but almost regal way."
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Why, my lord, the doctor and I were only talking of Gilbert Lothian and his saintly wife a moment or two ago. Have you news of the poet?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "I did not know, Mrs. Daly, he said,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "Then you can solve the mystery?"
},
{
"from": "gpt",
"value": "If you mean, he said,"
},
{
"from": "human",
"value": "And he has cured himself?"
}
]
|
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