human
Free! she said.
gpt
Was it? Was it? Oh, Free--say something!
human
It couldn't have been! I replied shakily.
gpt
And yet the resemblance--it was extraordinary!
human
It was a miracle! said Peaches.
gpt
No two people could look so much alike.
human
He had a brother, I began doubtfully,
gpt
But didn't he? she questioned, striding up and down the room with her long, clean gesture of body.
human
Why didn't he speak at once? He was too much amazed!
gpt
Nonsense! I exclaimed.
human
How could he be amazed, when as a servant in this house--in all probability Sebastian's valet--he must have known in advance all about your coming here!
gpt
That's so, said Peaches.
human
And, of course there are differences--the grayness, the lines in his face. But something may have happened to him.
gpt
Very likely! I replied dryly.
human
Considering we have heard from Cousin Abby that he was killed in action.
gpt
But it may have been a mistake, she whispered.
human
Stranger things have happened. And a servant! No--even if he had gone quite mad and forgotten everything that would hardly be possible.
gpt
Servant or not, if it is he, why on earth shouldn't he recognize you? I demanded.
human
That's the sort of encounter which is supposed to bring people to their senses, you know.
gpt
But didn't he recognize me? she replied with a doubt willfully sustained.
human
Just for an instant, I was so sure! Well!
gpt
What are we going to do about it? I said.
human
If by chance it really is Sandro it's a nice situation, I'm sure! With your wedding only a few weeks off and, and--why, good gracious! It's simply terrible!
gpt
Free! she cried.
human
I know it is he! Do you suppose I could feel as I did--as I do, at the encounter unless it is Sandy? Lots of times people know things without evidence. And this is one of those times. I feel it is he. I don't care how differently he looked when the lights went up.
gpt
But how on earth are you going to find out? I urged.
human
Surely, Peaches, he cannot have forgotten you!
gpt
Forgotten! she exclaimed, stopping short in her pacing of the floor.
human
Forgotten! Good heavens, Free, you don't suppose that is it, do you?
gpt
Of course I don't!