human
Why, my dear, said a voice beside Lettice,
gpt
She was, Gentlewoman, answered Lettice, looking up at Mrs Rookwood, and beginning to wish herself at home again. Might she slip away?
human
May I pray you of the time?
gpt
Why, where is gone Mrs Dorothy?
human
All the beauty has not departed with her,
gpt
said Mrs Rookwood, returning:
human
Oh, but I must, if you please! answered Lettice, feeling a sensation of instant and intense relief.
gpt
Grandmother bade me not tarry beyond four o'clock. I thank you very much, Gentlewoman, and I wish you farewell.--Aubrey, you will come with me?