human
Billy!
gpt
Yes'm.
human
Don't you like--what you have?
gpt
Gosh! Yes.
human
Are you happy, dear?
gpt
Happy? Billy blubbered;
human
I'm busting with it.
gpt
Billy! and now Constance spoke slowly, impressively,
human
I want to tell you--something. It's something we have all thought out. It is, perhaps, another Christmas gift for you, dear. I--am--going--away!
gpt
Going away?
human
Going--
gpt
Wait, Billy, boy. When Christmas is all over and done with, I am--going back to my other--home until next--summer. But Billy--I want a part of St. Angé with me --her eyes shone--
human
I have--been--so happy here--so glad--and so different. I want something to make me remember--if I ever _could_ forget. Billy, I want you to come with me. There are schools there, dear. Hard work, and a bigger life--but it will make a man of you, Billy, if the thing is in you, that I believe _is_ in you. It's your chance down there, Billy, your best chance, I think, dear--and I'll be there to help you--and to have you help me. Billy, will you come?