human
My! She's in hysterics! shrieked Mrs. Chetwode, catching the poor girl in her arms.
gpt
Don't, dear, don't! shaking her vigorously.
human
Be quiet now, deary, love! Whisht! whisht!
gpt
You have left it open! she gasped,
human
Poor thing! She is crazy!
gpt
Miss Margaret, dear, go back to your bed. You're not fit to be up at all to-day. When you feel better, we'll find out about this shutter business. Or may be you'd better come into my room. There's a dreadful draught here.
human
I must go down to Dr. Gay, said Margaret, still hysterically.
gpt
Tell Symonds to have the carriage ready.
human
Is he in this house?
gpt
He's waited from ten o'clock, until now, nigh on four o'clock to see you when you should get up. He told me you weren't well.
human
Mrs. Chetwode--oh, dear Mrs. Chetwode save me from that man! I must escape from Castle Brand without his knowledge.
gpt
Let me send for Dr. Gay to come to you,
human
No, no! moaned the over-tried girl.
gpt
My life is not safe here another night. I insist upon leaving Castle Brand.