human
I think I--would rather you waited outside,--if you don't mind, Mr. Bellew.
gpt
You mean that I am to be denied the joy of conversing with a real, live, old witch, and having my fortune told? he sighed.
human
Well, if such is your will--so be it,
gpt
I won't keep you waiting very long,--and--thank you!
human
Come in! come in! cried an old, quavering voice, albeit, very sharp, and piercing.
gpt
That be my own soft dove of a maid,--my proud, beautiful, white lady! Come in! come in!--and bring him wi' you,--him as is so big, and strong,--him as I've expected so long,--the tall, golden man from over seas. Bid him come in, Miss Anthea, that Goody Dibbin's old eyes may look at him at last.