human
No, said she,
gpt
Foolish, foolish child! cried Mittie, setting down the lamp petulantly, and tossing her night-dress on the bed--
human
No, said Helen, thoughtfully,
gpt
I might disturb you, and perhaps if I once conquer my timidity, I shall be victor for life. I should like to make the trial, and I may as well begin to-night as any time. I do not wish to be troublesome, or intrude my company on any one.