human
I came to see why you no longer write to me, my dear. Is it because you are too happy?
gpt
You must think me a f-fool, Stefan! She was dabbing at her eyes.
human
It's just--Mother used to sing that song, you know.
gpt
I know. She learned it from me when you were very little--One is never a fool to weep, Joan. It is only the fools who do not weep.
human
Now, she cried, turning in the lamplight.
gpt
Stand there and let me look at you!