human
You know me this morning, don't you, mamma?
gpt
Oh yes, daughter, of course, of course.
human
Oh, Mr. Jimmie, is it you? I thought of you when they didn't come to find me. But I couldn't think of the place. I got lost, it seems. My memory's not as good as it was. And every day I was looking for a sight of my little daughter Augusta coming to look for me. But I wouldn't like her to see me here.
gpt
Why, mamma darling, the girl broke in,
human
I'm your Augusta! I'm your daughter. You called me daughter yesterday. Don't you know me today?
gpt
Yes, daughter, hush; yes, to be sure.