human
Thanks, dear, the lady said, in a sweet low voice. Then she glanced back at some one within the Deanery garden.
gpt
Penelope is with me,
human
That is her name, then, thought the little watcher, sighing, as the Bath-chair was wheeled away.
gpt
And what a lovely face! what a sweet way she had with the poor lady! Oh, but it is easy to take care of sick people who have plenty of money!
human
Penelope again. She watched often, wondering if the pretty young figure would not appear in the garden or out of the old wall door. Gradually she began to think of her as a