human
Oh, auntie, put--put that away. Joan sprang from her seat and ran to the other's side, where she knelt imploringly.
gpt
Don't--don't talk so. You--frighten me. Then she hurried on as though to distract the woman's attention.
human
Listen to me. I want to tell you about my ride. I want to tell about----
gpt
You need tell me nothing. I know it all, Mercy broke in, roughly pushing the clinging hands from about her spare waist.
human
You rode with young Sorley this morning--Dick Sorley. He asked you to marry him. He told you that since he had known you he had made a small fortune on Wall Street. That he had followed you here because you were the only woman in the world for him. He told you that life without you was impossible, and many other foolish things only fitted for the credulity of a young girl. You refused him. You regretted your refusal in conventional words. And he rode away, back to his hotel, and--his fate.