human
If our Nelly ain't Jacob Lloyd's daughter, whose child is she? he said, after he had had time to calm down a little.
gpt
Kelvin found that out, I suppose, at the same time that he found out the other.
human
At present he has no clue whatever to the parentage of Miss Lloyd.
gpt
Why, it's quite a romance! I must call and see Kelvin to-morrow, and talk it over with him myself.
human
To-morrow is Sunday, Sir Thomas, said her ladyship, severely.
gpt
And on Monday morning we start for town.
human
Ah, so we do,
gpt
I have decided to place Eleanor's interests in the hands of Mr. Barclay, so that the less you interfere personally in the matter the better.
human
Quite right, my dear, quite right. But what's to become of the poor girl meanwhile?
gpt
For the present she will stay with us, as usual. It is too early yet to legislate for her future.