human
How it glitters! said she.
gpt
It is a pretty piece of God's handiwork: but we must leave it now, my dear. This sun is too hot for you. Your chamber, or sister Claire's room, is the fittest place for you at this hour. You find your chamber cool?
human
Yes, madam.
gpt
The new ventilator works well?
human
Yes, madam.
gpt
You find--this way, my dear--this alley is the most shady--you find your little bed comfortable?
human
Yes, madam.
gpt
And your toilet-cover--sister Marie's work--is, I think, extremely pretty: and the book-shelf that Father Gabriel gave you very convenient. Your friends here, my dear, are fond of you. They are anxious to make you happy.
human
They are all very kind to me, madam.
gpt
I am glad you are sensible of it. You are not of an ungrateful nature, we all know.
human
I hope not: but, madam, I cannot stay here always.
gpt
I was going to say, my dear, that we have not done everything in our power for you yet. We must not forget that we grave women must be dull companions for a girl like you.
human
It is not that, reverend mother. But I cannot stay here always.
gpt
You will find it a very different thing when you have a companion of your own age, which I hope will be the case very soon. There is a negotiation on foot respecting a sweet girl, every way worthy of being your companion--
human
But, madam, I do not want that--I do not wish for any companion while I am here. I had much rather be alone; but--
gpt
But you would like to leave us--eh? You would like to be on a plantation, where you could amuse yourself with playing with the little negroes, and driving about the country, and visiting your neighbours two or three times a week?
human
You would like, continued the abbess,
gpt
You would like, the abbess went on,
human
My guardian! exclaimed Euphrosyne.
gpt
Live at Monsieur Critois'! Oh no!
human
He would be telling me every day that we should be very good friends. He would be saying all day long that it was his desire fully to discharge his duty to me. I can hardly help shaking off his hand now, when he strokes my hair: and, if it came to his doing it every morning, we should certainly quarrel. They say Madame Critois never speaks; so I suppose she admires his conversation too much to interrupt it. There she and I should never agree.--Live at my guardian's! Oh no!
gpt
You were thinking of some other house while I was describing your guardian's, my dear. What were you thinking of? Where would you live?