human
Thank you; I'm afraid you got very wet, she said.
gpt
I know my way now.
human
You can't ride on, he answered.
gpt
The cinch buckle's drawn.
human
Oh!
gpt
You'd better come on to my place. My sister will look after you while I fix it. He smiled as he added:
human
Miss Mowbray, I presume? You may have heard of me--Craig Harding, from the section just outside your line.
gpt
Oh! Beatrice repeated.
human
I didn't know we had neighbors; I have been away. Have you met any of the Allenwood people?
gpt
A sallow-faced man with dark eyes.
human
Kenwyne, said Beatrice.
gpt
He's worth knowing. Anybody else?
human
There was a lad with him; about eighteen, riding a gray horse.
gpt
Yes; my brother Lance.
human
That's all, he said;