human
Ah, Molly, and how are you this morning? said Pod, with the air of a duke addressing a dependent.
gpt
Blooming as ever, I see.
human
I'm quite well, Mr. Piper, and I hope you are the same, answered Molly, with a little blush. Then she added, with a confidential air,
gpt
I've got such a beautiful rose downstairs. You shall have it for your button-hole, if you'll promise to wear it.
human
I'll wear it for your sake, Molly. But whose room is that that you have just come out of?
gpt
Oh, that's Miss Deane's room. I've just been tidying it up a bit while she's out of the way.
human
You like her, of course? Everybody likes Miss Deane.
gpt
Then everybody's welcome to like her.--She's too sly for me.--But, see, I found this letter when I was sweeping just now behind her dressing-table. It must have slipped down without her knowing it. It's been opened; but as it's got master's name on it, I hardly know whether to leave it where I found it or to let master have it.
human
Allow me, said Pod, authoritatively, taking the letter from the girl's hand.
gpt
You were quite right, Molly, to ask my advice. As Molly had said, the letter was plainly addressed to Mr. Kelvin, and it had evidently been opened. As two-thirds of the office correspondence was seen by Pod in one form or another, and as this particular letter was not marked
human
Private,