human
Thank you, my beautiful one, my angel, he said. And Billie's large brown eyes (so effective with her delicate dark brows and rippling yellow hair) gave him a lovely look. She had been called many things by many adoring men, but perhaps never before an
gpt
Max Doran was very young, in some ways even younger than his years.
human
Good-bye, she murmured.
gpt
But no--not 'good-bye.' That's a terrible word. _Au revoir._ You'll come to me when you can, I know. I shall be in Chicago a fortnight. But if you can't leave Mrs. Doran, why, in six weeks I shall be in New York.
human
Don't speak of six weeks! he exclaimed.
gpt
It's like six years. I _must_ see you before that. But--my mother is before everything just now.
human
Girls' Love.
gpt
Girls' Love.
human
How is she?