human
Only trust me, said she.
gpt
He can't spend the rest of his life shut up in that room in a state of dreadful siege. Hunger or thirst will force him out; he'll want to buy some of those apples, or to mail a letter--
human
He never writes any. And he never has gotten but one, and that came to-night.
gpt
Fifi, did you take your syrup before supper? Well, go and take it this minute.
human
Mother, it doesn't do any good.
gpt
The doctor gave it to you, my child, and it's going to make you better soon.
human
Sharlee, do you know what would be the very way to settle this little difficulty? To write him a formal, businesslike letter. We'll--
gpt
No, I've thought of that, Aunt Jennie, and I don't believe it's the way. A letter couldn't get to the bottom of the matter. You see, we want to find out something about this man, and why he isn't paying, and whether there is reason to think he can and will pay. Besides, I think he needs a talking to on general principles.
human
Well--but how are you going to do it, my dear?
gpt
Play a Fabian game. Wait!--be stealthy and wait! If he doesn't come out of hiding to-night, I'll return for him to-morrow. I'll keep on coming, night after night, night after night, n--Some one's knocking--
human
Come in,
gpt
May I have some supper, Mrs. Paynter? I was closely engaged and failed to notice the time.
human
Certainly. I'll get you some at once, she answered innocently enough. But to herself she was saying:
gpt
The Lord has delivered him into my hand.
human
Mr. Queed, my niece--Miss Weyland.
gpt
Enough for a whole platform of doctors, said Sharlee, critically reviewing the spread.
human
Thank you, Emma.