human
May I have a word with Mistress Faith, or --Ben gulped, and applied finishing touches to half a dozen plans in the time it took Clarissa to glance down in slight embarrassment at the soft slippers she was wearing, and up to his face again--
gpt
Why, I'm sorry, sir. They're all away. They left within the half-hour.
human
All away?
gpt
Yes, sir. Madam Jenks and the girls might be returning within an hour or two--or, I think, you might find them at the docks. They all left in the coach.
human
Oh.... The--docks?
gpt
Yes, sir. That answer had been slow in coming; when it did her voice had subtly changed, softened.
human
The Captain is sailing today, Mr. Coree. Did you not know it?
gpt
The--_Artemis_--is sailing?