human
It’s great, he said like a happy boy.
gpt
Miss Walden, you ought to have the cross, iron, gold, or whatever it is they give to brave women.
human
I have, Donelle whispered delightedly;
gpt
I have.
human
What is it made of, Miss Walden, this cross that you have won?
gpt
You’ll have to guess.
human
You’re a pert young secretary if that is the title your job goes by. Aren’t you afraid I’ll bounce you?
gpt
I’m going to bounce myself.
human
What! The hand on the shoulder tightened.
gpt
You’re going away?
human
Yes, I cannot stand a summer in the city. That Kicker almost caught me this morning.
gpt
You treat me like a spoiled child, Miss Walden. Amusing me, coaxing me; you’ll be bringing me toys next.
human
You’re a strong man, now, Mr. Norval, that is why I’m going away. Soon you will not need me. The doctor told Mr. Law yesterday that surely you would see.
gpt
Did he? Don’t fool me, Miss Walden. I do not want to be eased up. Did he say that?
human
Yes, I heard him.