human
My dear, it began,
gpt
I--
human
God bless my soul! he began again.
gpt
Who is here, then? What is wrong?
human
My father is here to-day, I heard her clear voice answer,
gpt
God bless my soul! he repeated.
human
But, my dear, then I must go! _To-night_, then! Where is that other key? It would never do, you know--
gpt
No, Sir Richard, it would never do. Go, then! spoke a low and icy voice, hers, yet not hers.
human
Hasten! I heard her half whisper.
gpt
I think perhaps my father--