human
Mamma, she exclaims,
gpt
Next time, Cecil,
human
How utterly bewitching they look! says a low, melodious voice at Floyd Grandon's side.
gpt
How tall Cecil has grown in a year!
human
A year!
gpt
You are a wise man, madame says, in an indescribable tone.
human
You have not forced your bud into premature blossoming. There might be a decade between Laura and your wife.
gpt
I wonder if Laura had any real girlhood?
human
Why, yes, at fourteen, perhaps. That is the way with most of us. But hers, not beginning so soon, will have the longer reign. How lovely the river looks to-night! I should like to go down on the terrace,
gpt
I am at your service,