human
I--I don't know you, sir.
gpt
But I know you, Miss Carew,
human
Miss Carew! She caught eagerly at the words.
gpt
Oh, I knew you were mistaken! That is not my name, sir.
human
Is not that your face?
gpt
Oh, dear! it does look like me; but I never had my photograph taken in my life!
human
You are a very clever young girl, but I do not understand your game, he said, bluntly.
gpt
Why have you run away from your friends and your bright prospects, Miss Carew, to masquerade under a false name and wear out your life teaching the rough Perkins cubs?
human
There is--there must be--some mistake. My name is really Daisy Lynn, and I--I have not--I have no friends and no bright prospects, except to earn my own living by unremitting toil.
gpt
What superb acting! he thought, admiringly.
human
But, what the deuce is the matter with the girl, to make her hide herself in this way from her friends?
gpt
Perhaps you do not know who I am?
human
I--I have heard of you, Mr. Wren!