human
But she is such a queer one. Exactly like a South Sea Islander. When she stood with her grim, stolid countenance, contemplating the coals oh, Aunt Hilary, how killing she was!
gpt
She will be great fun. Is she really to stay?
human
I hope so, said Hilary, trying to be grave.
gpt
I hope never again to see Aunt Johanna cleaning the stairs, and getting up to light the kitchen fire of winter mornings, as she will do if we have not a servant to do it for her. Don't you see, Ascott?
human
Oh, I see, answered the boy, carelessly,
gpt
But don't bother me, please. Domestic affairs are for women, not men.
human
But, with sudden reflection,
gpt
I hope she won't be in my way. Don't let her meddle with any of my books and things.
human
No; you need not be afraid. I have put them all into your room. I myself cleared your rubbish out of the box closet.
gpt
The box-closet! Now, really, I can't stand--
human
She is to sleep in the box-closet; where else could she sleep? said Hilary, resolutely, though inly quaking a little; for somehow, the merry, handsome, rather exacting lad bad acquired considerable influence in this household of women.
gpt
You must put up with the loss of your 'den.' Ascott; it would be a great shame if you did not, for the sake of Aunt Johanna and the rest of us.
human
Um! grumbled the boy, who, though he was not a bad fellow at heart, had a boy's dislike to
gpt
Well, it won't last long. I shall be off shortly. What a jolly life I'll have in London, Aunt Hilary! I'll see Mr. Lyon there too.
human
Yes,