human
I've just been waiting to come,
gpt
And meanwhile you've kept me reminded of you by these wonderful flowers,
human
Oh, but not all those! she denied.
gpt
I might have known you would be deluged with them. Daisies and buttercups out of the fields would have been better.
human
No, because those you sent look like you. Doctor Burns won't grudge me the pleasure of saying now what I like to his wife--and it's the first time I've really dared tell you what I thought.
gpt
What a charming compliment! But I'm going to send you something much more substantial now--good things to eat, and books to read, if I can just find out what you like--and even games to play, if you care for them.
human
I'll be delighted, if they're something Aleck and I can play together. You see when that door is open we aren't far apart, and it won't be long, Doctor Burns says, before he'll be walking in here to keep me company--till he gets out.
gpt
He is doing well, I hear. I'm so glad.
human
Yes, that husky young constitution of his is telling finely--plus your husband's surgery. My poor boy! He shut his lips upon the words, and kept them closely pressed together for an instant.
gpt
My word, Mrs. Burns--he's the stuff that heroes are made of! His living to earn for the rest of his life--with one arm--and you'd think he'd lost the tip of one finger. If ever I let that boy go out of my employ--why, he's worth more as a shining example of pluck than other men are worth with two good arms!
human
I must go and see him--if he'd care to have me.
gpt
He'd take it as the honour of his life. He's crazy over the flowers you sent him.
human
Would he care for books? And what sort? I'm going to bring both of you books.
gpt
Stories of adventure will suit Aleck--the wilder the better. Odd choice--for such a peaceable-looking fellow, isn't it? As for me--something I'll have to work hard to listen to, something to keep an edge on my mind. I've counted the cracks in the ceiling till I have a map of them by heart. I've worked out a system by which I can drain that ceiling country and raise crops there. There isn't much else in this room that I can count or lay out--worse luck! So I've named all the roses, and have wagers with myself as to which will fade first. I'm betting on Susquehanna, that big red one, to outlast all the rest.