human
Black Janira and Janassa fair, And Amatheia with her amber hair.
gpt
Black, did you say? I'm sure she was as black as a chimney sweep all to-day. And her pinafore
human
Her what? Oh, Elizabeth, you mean--
gpt
Her pinafore had three rents in it, which she never thinks of mending though I gave her needles and thread myself a week ago. But she does not know how to use them any more than a baby.
human
Possibly, nobody ever taught her.
gpt
Yes; she went for a year to the National School, she says, and learned both marking and sewing.
human
Perhaps she has never practiced them since. She could hardly have had time, with all the little Hands to look after, as her mother says she did. All the better for us. It makes her wonderfully patient with our troublesome brats. It was only to day, when that horrid little Jacky Smith hurt himself so, that I saw Elizabeth take him into the kitchen, wash his face and hands, and cuddle him up and comfort him, quite motherly. Her forte is certainly children.
gpt
You always find something to say for her.
human
I should be ashamed if I could not find something to say for any body who is always abused.
gpt
Have you ever observed, my dear, the extraordinary way she has of fastening, or rather, not fastening her gown behind? She just hooks it together at the top and at the waist, while between there is a--
human
Hiatus valde deflendus. Oh dear me! what shall I do? Selina, how can I help it if a girl of fifteen years old is not a paragon of perfection? as of course we all are, if we only could find it out.