human
I must try and find my way to Grandfather,
gpt
Madam, said he, with an usually solemn face,
human
Mr. Silverton has telephoned again from the Moat House that Miss Rosella hasn't arrived.
gpt
Then she must have lost her way! exclaimed her mother, now thoroughly alarmed.
human
Though I don't see how she could, keeping straight across the moor to the Moat House gate at the end of the path. We must set out, Davis, and find her.
gpt
Difficult this weather, Madam, if our young lady is lost on the moor.
human
Is it still so bad?
gpt
The storm's not so thick as it was. I'll go immediately. There's no time to be lost, to my thinking, Madam.
human
Yes, we'll go at once, Davis.
gpt
Rosella! Rosella!
human
I _must_ try and find my way to Grandfather, repeated Rosella falteringly, realising that she didn't know in the least how to proceed. She never had a notion that a Snow Castle was so intricate inside, with a hall, a lift, a grotto, and things; indeed, she had always imagined for no particular reason that it had no inside at all;
gpt
she now argued,