human
Be sure you wear it for my sake,
gpt
Next my heart, of course, responded Helstone.--
human
Mrs. Pryor, take care of this future magistrate, this churchwarden in perspective, this captain of yeomanry, this young squire of Briarfield, in a word. Don't let him exert himself too much; don't let him break his neck in hunting; especially, let him mind how he rides down that dangerous hill near the Hollow.
gpt
I like a descent, said Shirley;
human
I like to clear it rapidly; and especially I like that romantic Hollow with all my heart.
gpt
Romantic, with a mill in it?
human
Romantic with a mill in it. The old mill and the white cottage are each admirable in its way.
gpt
And the counting-house, Mr. Keeldar?
human
The counting-house is better than my bloom-coloured drawing-room. I adore the counting-house.
gpt
And the trade? The cloth, the greasy wool, the polluting dyeing-vats?
human
The trade is to be thoroughly respected.
gpt
And the tradesman is a hero? Good!
human
I am glad to hear you say so. I thought the tradesman looked heroic.
gpt
Captain Keeldar, you have no mercantile blood in your veins. Why are you so fond of trade?
human
Because I am a mill-owner, of course. Half my income comes from the works in that Hollow.
gpt
Don't enter into partnership--that's all.
human
You've put it into my head! you've put it into my head! she exclaimed, with a joyous laugh.
gpt
It will never get out. Thank you.