human
I hope you won't mind because we have to travel slowly. The road is rough, and the horse slow--what we call in the country a 'courting horse,' smiling at her with quizzical dark eyes that made Dainty blush like a rose.
gpt
Do not be frightened. I will try to remember that I have known you but a day,
human
What a glorious view! I never before saw anything so beautiful!
gpt
Would you like to live in West Virginia?
human
Oh, I don't know! trembling somehow at his pointed tone, and adding, quickly:
gpt
I--I couldn't be happy anywhere without mamma!