human
Whatever does papa want with a fire on a day like this? All that week the weather had been not only warm, but positively hot. There had been one of those hot spells which we sometimes get in April; and, as frequently, have to do without in August. Save in the evenings and early mornings fires had remained unlit in all the living rooms. That Thursday had been the hottest day of all. Mr. Lindsay was one of those persons who seldom felt the cold, but quickly suffered from the heat. He preferred to be without a fire in his own apartments when the rest of the establishment was glad enough to be within reach of a cheerful blaze. That there should be one in his study on such a day as that struck his daughter as strange. She stood close up to the window, her friend at her side.
gpt
The room seems empty.
human
It is empty, said Miss Harding. Nora knocked, without result.
gpt
What's the use of knocking? There's no one there. Nora tried the handle first of one window, then of the other; both were fastened.
human
What's the use? asked Miss Harding.
gpt
Any one can see that the room is empty. There's light enough for that.