human
Oh, don't go, miss! cried the old man in a distressed voice.
gpt
I'm so sorry; but something as I can't exactly explain just took away my thoughts and troubled me when the colonel came to the door. But go on, go on, miss; I'm never tired of hearing the good news from your lips.
human
No, John, replied Miss Stansfield;
gpt
I think we shall do for to-day. You are not strong enough yet to bear much strain of mind or body; and Colonel Dawson will be coming in directly, and will like to have a word with you, and so, I am sure, will Mr Horace; so I will say good-bye.
human
Poor John! said his kind visitor to herself, as she left the cottage and went on her way;
gpt
I am afraid I have tired him. And yet I think there must be something more than that which troubles him.
human
Come in, Horace, said Colonel Dawson;
gpt
What's your name?
human
My name? said the young man, smiling at his earnestness.
gpt
My name, old friend, is Horace Jackson.
human
Horace--Horace! muttered the other in a tone of great excitement;