human
Mildred, remarked Hilda,
gpt
That is nice,
human
The fireworks are over, continued Hilda.
gpt
That awful word ’nevermore’ is hanging over everything for me to-night. I meant to be out here to see the last piece, but I wasn’t,—that superb volcano, or mine, or whatever name they try to describe it by. I want you all to think of me with compassion every time you see it hereafter. Where do you suppose Robert is?
human
Perhaps I ought to know, suggested Gorham.
gpt
I will hunt him up if you will allow me, Miss Mildred.
human
I’ll go with you, said Mrs. Page.
gpt
It is rather cool here to sit still after dancing. You will excuse me, Jack? I think I ought to let poor Robert off now, and take him home.
human
May I have the next dance?
gpt
If you like, answered the girl carelessly.
human
Haven’t you had enough dancing?
gpt
I haven’t had any,