human
Do feel nervous, little one, please, said Harriet;
gpt
I can't bear heroines. Do be frightened! I assure you, I tremble for you. He is a fire eater--your Mr. Haveloc.
human
You will make her nervous, Harriet,
gpt
I tell you what, Margaret, said Harriet,
human
I hope you and Mr. Haveloc, will not turn too religious, that is all. I expect, when I come to Tynebrook, to find you grown into two old hermits, with beards down to your waists.
gpt
Pray exempt me from the beard, Harriet,
human
I say, the next time you go to Tynebrook church, you will think of your first visit,
gpt
Do not remind me of it, Harriet.
human
What a number of little lies you did tell, exclaimed Harriet;
gpt
Do you remember whether I told many during my noviciate?
human
Oh! a great many, Harriet.
gpt
I will call you out, child! Why, what in the world can Mr. Haveloc want with us? To go and sign the settlements? I am quite agreeable. I assure you, Margaret, I signed my own death-warrant in a fine flowing hand, that will prove to future ages how valiant I was.