human
For heaven's sake, get me out of this! murmured Desmond as Joan approached.
gpt
I feel as if the eye of God were on me constantly!
human
It's only the eye of Sister Veronica, reassured Joan,
gpt
You don't mean that she can hear what we are saying, in there?
human
I've been told there's a sounding-board concealed about this room somewhere. It may not be true, of course; but it's wonderful how much does get back to the Convent from the parlor.
gpt
There's goose-flesh up and down my spine! Do come out for a walk somewhere.
human
Can't be done! But of course you haven't anything to say to me that Sister Veronica shouldn't hear.
gpt
Haven't I, just?
human
What, for instance?
gpt
For one thing I want to tell you how lovely you've grown!
human
Louder, please? said Joan,
gpt
I missed that.
human
And you need not pretend you did not hear me, either, you witch. What's happened to you, Joan? I always knew you'd be a wonderful creature some day, but already!--Those exquisite shadows under the eyes, the hollow of your cheek, your lips--What I'd give to paint you now, my dear! Only that it would waste our time together. How much time have you, by the way? For me, I mean?
gpt
You find me improved, then?
human
Improved! I find you--never mind what I find you! There's a subtlety, a fascination--But I can't express it.
gpt
There must be a subtlety indeed if _you_ can't express it, she commented; and added,
human
How is Mrs. Rossiter?