human
Not cold? Mrs. Lenoir shook her head.
gpt
Well, let's go home, anyhow--shall we? I've had a long afternoon with those boys--I'm tired.
human
Sit down for a minute, child. So you let the cat out of the bag?
gpt
I told you I had to. Has he been here? I haven't seen him.
human
Bertie? No--only the General. Bertie's gone for a walk by himself. But, before he went, he told the General.
gpt
Well?
human
They're going home by the next boat. Winnie gave no sign, made no movement.
gpt
A letter from London--if you want to observe the usual fiction. Her malice, her desire that her sex should fight for itself and avenge its injuries, twinkled in her eyes again.
human
But they can't go till Tuesday!
gpt
Tuesday, or Tuesday twelvemonth--what difference does it make? She gave a little sigh; she had liked the idea of it--of the life it meant, of seeing the world, of a fresh start, of his great courtesy and kindness.
human
I don't think that we need consider ourselves responsible for a broken heart,
gpt
No, but he'd have gone on, even after you told him. Her voice took on its ironical inflexion.
human
He'd have gone on but for the regiment.
gpt
Gone on but for what?