human
Our families have been coming out here for a hundred years, observed Dolly.
gpt
These dreadful French roofs we have been passing, give you the latest dates on this side of the ridge.
human
This was the Roger Morgan place. Mrs. Morgan, Bertha, was our half-sister, dear, the only child of my father’s first marriage--she died seven years ago. This villa belongs to Fritzie Venable. She was Roger Morgan’s niece. But she hasn’t opened it for years--she just keeps a caretaker here and makes her home with Imogene. To me, spruces are depressing.
gpt
And what is that? asked Alice, indicating an ivy-covered pile of stone in the midst of a cluster of elms at some distance to the left of the house and on a hill above it.
human
How odd and pretty!
gpt
That is the Morgan chapel.
human
Oh, may we see it?
gpt
Of course, assented Dolly, less enthusiastically.
human
Do you really want to see it?
gpt
Why, yes, if we may. How quaint-looking,
human
It is, in fact, a mediæval style,