human
But how is it missing, papa?
gpt
Ah, my dear, that is the rub. Mr. Harmer had it in the house, and now it is nowhere to be found. We all believe--indeed, there can be little doubt--that Miss Harmer has concealed it, or, at any rate, that she knows where it has been hidden away. I have noticed the last week a strange manner, a sort of secret understanding between the sisters, but thought little about it at the time. Now, however, I can understand it all by the light of the present state of affairs; and I remember now, what I smiled at at the time as an impotent threat, that Miss Harmer said, in her passion, that while she lived, Sophy's husband should never enter the doors of Harmer Place.
human
But, papa, I said,
gpt
There are several reasons, my dear; but we will talk them over after tea. I am hungry and tired, and I am sure Mr. Petersfield and Harry are the same; so let us have tea at once; that will do us all good, and we shall be able to look at matters in a far more cheerful light afterwards. What are you going to give us, my dear?
human
Cold pie, papa, and some fresh-boiled mackerel, and a dish of prawns and some muffins.
gpt
Capital! Now we will go and wash our hands, and make ourselves comfortable, and by that time you will be ready for us.