human
Doctor, spoke the wife one morning as they sat alone over their breakfast,
gpt
I think--
human
Yes, he answered,
gpt
Bedelia--I don't--I don't like it!
human
No, Jim--no--no! I don't--I'm afraid--afraid, of I don't know what!
gpt
Of course, he's of excellent family--the very best!
human
And he's making money--and has lots of money from his people!
gpt
And he's a man among men!
human
Oh, yes--very much that,--and he's trying to be decent! Honestly, Bedelia, I believe the fellow's got a new grip on himself! The Doctor's voice had regained its timbre; it was just a little hard, and it broke an instant later as he cried:
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O Lord, Lord, mother--we can't fool ourselves; let's not try!
human
What shall we do?
gpt
What can we do? the Doctor echoed.
human
What can any human creatures do in these cases! To interfere does no good! The thing is here. Why has it come? I don't know.
gpt
Perhaps, Jim, the smile broke into something almost like a laugh,