human
Well, Annie, are you better to-day?
gpt
Better? Oh, Katie, I shall never be any better! But I wish I could go home to die!
human
What nonsense! she said gently.
gpt
You are not going to die at home or anywhere yet. Why, Will is going to make a big strike, and take you home to live in style all the rest of your life.
human
No, sobbed the girl,--for she was no more than a girl in age,--falling back in her chair again.
gpt
No, it won't come in time for me.
human
Where is Will?
gpt
He's just got a job up at the west gulch on Mr. Stephen Wood's claim, returned the other.
human
Oh, I am that thankful he's found some one to employ him at last.
gpt
Yes, it's delightful,