human
Never mind that cross old woman, my dear, she scolds and rules us all. Take a sup of this,--it will bring the roses back to your cheeks. Why, you are as pale as the ghost we were talking of when you came in.
gpt
Oh, I'm such a coward! sobbed Sophy.
human
Ah, there it comes again--the lightning will blind me! --and she shrieked and threw her apron over her head, as another terrific peal burst solemnly above them.
gpt
I would rather see twenty ghosts than hear the like of that again. Did not you feel the earth shake?
human
Now for the rain!