human
Carrie, said Mrs. Leighton,
gpt
All right, mamma,
human
So this is to be our schoolroom, is it, Carrie? said Florence.
gpt
It is a very pleasant room.
human
Yes; but I should have preferred the front chamber. Mamma thought that I might be looking into the street too much. Here there is only a back yard, and nothing to look at.
gpt
Your mamma seems very judicious, said Florence, smiling.
human
Are you fond of study?
gpt
Well, I ain't exactly fond, but I will do my best.
human
That is all that can be expected.
gpt
Do you know, Miss Linden, you don't look at all like I expected.
human
Am I to be glad or sorry for that?
gpt
I thought you would be an old maid, stiff and starched, like May Robinson's governess.
human
I am not married, Carrie, so perhaps you may regard me as an old maid.
gpt
You'll never be an old maid, said Carrie, confidently.
human
You are too young and pretty.
gpt
Thank you, Carrie, said Florence, with a little blush.
human
You say that, I hope, because you are going to like me.
gpt
I like you already, said the little girl, impulsively.
human
I've got a cousin that will like you, too.
gpt
A young girl?
human
No; of course not. He is a young man. His name is Percy de Brabazon. It is a funny name, isn't it? You see, his father was a Frenchman.