human
Coming through village, miss, I met a soldier--'No Account Harry' we used to call him. Back from the Indies, and spruced up wonderful.
gpt
A soldier, Mr. Yellam! I do like soldiers, because--because----
human
Do tell, miss. Why do you like--soldiers?
gpt
You'll think me such a silly.
human
Not me. I'm no mumbudgetter. What you tell me I'll keep to myself.
gpt
Do you believe in fortune-telling, Mr. Yellam?
human
I don't know as I do. But I don't know as I don't.
gpt
I do. And--maybe the Vicar wouldn't like this--I can tell fortunes myself with cards.
human
Well, I never!
gpt
Yes. About three months ago, a lady came to Salisbury and lodged near us. She told fortunes with cards; she taught me. She didn't do it for money. Now, if you laugh, I'll never forgive you....
human
The lady told me that I should marry a soldier.
gpt
Did she? Likely as not she'd seen you walking out with one.
human
I have never walked out with a soldier.