human
Are you coming up to Castle Brand?
gpt
I--think not, answered the colonel, with a glance baleful as dead lights on a grave;
human
Miss Walsingham evidently is indifferent to my society. Why, do you know, doctor, I came here to-day expecting a delightful afternoon with her in the library, where first we met, and, like the lonely Marguerite of wicked Faust, she melted from my view, and I found but Mephistopheles taunting me at my elbow in the shape of old memories of years which might have been better spent--called up by the associations of the room.
gpt
She's shy yet--she's shy, said the doctor, in a prompting tone.
human
Ar'n't you, dear?