human
Why, Evelyn, you have been crying! exclaimed the governess, who came to seek her.
gpt
What is the matter?
human
Oh, nothing; I got thinking, thinking, thinking, and Don't you ever get blue, McDonald?
gpt
Not often, said the Scotchwoman, gravely.
human
But, dear, you have nothing in the world to make you so.
gpt
No, no, nothing; and then she broke down again, and threw herself upon McDonald's bosom in a passion of sobbing.
human
I can't help it. Mamma says Phil--Mr. Burnett--is never to come to this house again. What have I done? And he will think--he will think that I hate him.
gpt
Dear child, she said,
human
It was not like him, said the governess in conclusion;
gpt
And he, was he happy?
human
I never dreamed I could have such a blessing. And you, child, will be happy too; I know it.