human
Tell me all about it,
gpt
She’s a woman on West Spring Street, Madame Planchet. Lots of girls go there to get their fortunes told, just for the fun of the thing. One day Blanche Estabrook and I were going past, when she suggested that we should stop. Madame Planchet only charges a quarter.
human
That’s cheap, considering what she gives you,
gpt
Of course neither of us took it a bit seriously, Amy explained.
human
We were both laughing when we went in and all the time Blanche was having her fortune told I fairly stuffed my handkerchief into my mouth, I giggled so. Blanche’s fortune didn’t sound a bit true, you know. It was all about coming into a lot of money, and that she was going to have a serious sickness when she was about twenty, but she’d recover and be a lot healthier after that. And I supposed mine would be just the same. But it wasn’t.
gpt
Go on!