human
So you have come? asked Joan Grant.
gpt
I did not summon you.
human
Is that true, Joan?
gpt
Why should I summon you?
human
Oh, that’s for you to know. As we lay in the bean-field—the Prince, and father and I—you came and whispered.
gpt
I travelled far, then, and must have galloped home at speed.
human
For my part, he said, talking to himself, and thinking he only murmured,
gpt
I allus said like mun wed like, choose what pranks come between. They’re fratching already, and that’s a good sign. A varry good sign. There was niver two folks fit for wedlock till they’ve learned how to fratch. It clears their heads o’ whimsies.