human
Oh mamma, I am so happy! was her first exclamation, as she seated herself at the breakfast-table.
gpt
Do see what a beautiful day it is; and I have been awake so long this morning, thinking over what we shall do in the afternoon. I am sure you must be happy too.
human
Happy to see you so, my love,
gpt
But why not happy in yourself, mamma; are you ill? and she looked at Mrs Herbert anxiously; then suddenly becoming grave, she said,
human
Dear mamma, it was very wrong in me, but I did not think about poor Edward.
gpt
It was very natural, my dear, and you need not be distressed because you cannot feel for him as I do, who knew him when he was a healthy, merry child, the delight of every one.
human
Then there is no harm in being happy? said Amy;
gpt
I hope every one will be reconciled to the loss in time, replied Mrs Herbert;
human
Oh mamma! how can that be? you know you are so much older; and you always tell me that grown-up people do not enjoy things so much as children.
gpt
But supposing, my dear, that your cousins' being at Emmerton should make you envious and discontented with your own home, you would not be happy then?
human
Mamma, people must be very unhappy when they are envious.
gpt
Yes, indeed they must, replied Mrs Herbert;
human
And should you love me, mamma, if I were envious?
gpt
It would be a dreadful thing indeed, my love, which would prevent me from loving you; but I should be very, very sorry to see you so.