human
Why don't you open it and read its contents? cried my lady.
gpt
Are you tired of reading all the condolence that comes to me, or do you think it is some insolent bill?
human
Lady Juliana, said Margaret,
gpt
I cannot read this letter. I--I know the writer.
human
Why, what can you mean? exclaimed my lady, getting upon her elbows to possess herself of the letter, and to look curiously at her companion.
gpt
Who is it?
human
Captain Brand! So he deigns to remember me at last! Ah, won't I make him suffer, for being so derelict in his duty these last three weeks! Careless creature! he never thinks of me, except when he sees me.
gpt
How came you, Miss Blair, to be so well informed about Captain Brand's writing?