human
Are you a-chill?
gpt
I do not know what ails me, she murmured,
human
You are unhappy.
gpt
No.
human
You grieve for somebody?
gpt
No, I do not grieve.
human
Are you lonesome?
gpt
I do not know if I am.... I do not know why I tremble so.... The world is so dark and vast.... I am so small a thing to be alone in it.... It is the war, perhaps, that awes me. It seems so near now. Alas for the battles to be fought!--the battles in the North.... Where you shall be, John Drogue.
human
You said that once before.
gpt
Yes. I saw you there against a cannon's rising cloud.... And a white shape near you.
human
You said it was Death,
gpt
Death or a bride.... I did not wish to see that vision. I never desire to see such things.
human
Pooh! Do you really believe in dreams, Penelope?
gpt
There were strange uniforms there, she murmured,
human
Oh; green-coats!
gpt
No. I never saw the like. I never saw such soldiery in England or in France or in America.