human
Really, she said with an impatient movement,
gpt
I must confide in some one, and why not in you, Mr. Rochester, as well as another? I have already told you that my husband is absolutely silly about that child. From her birth he has done all that man could do to spoil her.
human
But without succeeding, interrupted Jim Rochester.
gpt
I am quite friendly with your little Sibyl now, he added,
human
Oh, that is what strangers always say, replied Mrs. Ogilvie, shrugging her shoulders,
gpt
I am glad you feel it,
human
Feel it? What a strange remark! Did you think I was heartless? Of course I feel it, but I am not going to be silly or sentimental over the matter. Philip is a very lucky man to have this business to do. I would not be so foolish as to keep him at home; but he is ruining that child, ruining her. She gets more spoilt and intolerable every day.
gpt
Forgive me, Mrs. Ogilvie, said Lady Helen, who came upon the scene at that moment,
human
I heard you talking of your little daughter. I don't think I ever met a sweeter child.
gpt
There you go, she said.
human
Mr. Rochester has been saying almost the very same words, Lady Helen. Now let me tell you that Sibyl is not your child; no one can be more charming to strangers.
gpt
The annoying part of this letter, she said,
human
I thought--I thought, she began;
gpt
I thought, mother, that I heard you----
human
It's not true, of course; but I thought I heard you say something about father, and a--a letter I was to have in his absence. Did you say it, mother?
gpt
I said nothing of the sort, replied Mrs. Ogilvie, flushing red, and almost pushing Sibyl from the room,
human
It's wicked for good people to tell lies, isn't it?
gpt
Wicked, cried her mother;
human
And you are good, mother, you don't ever tell lies; I believe you, mother, of course.