human
Milk and sugar, Mr. Bellew?
gpt
Thank you!
human
This is blackberry, an' this is raspberry an' red currant--but the blackberry jam's the best, Uncle Porges!
gpt
Thank you, nephew.
human
Now aren't you awful' glad I found you--under that hedge, Uncle Porges?
gpt
Nephew,--I am!
human
Nephew?
gpt
Oh yes! nodded Bellew,
human
Under a hedge, you know!
gpt
Wasn't it a very sudden, and altogether--unheard of proceeding?
human
Well, it might have been if it had happened anywhere but in Arcadia.
gpt
What do you mean by Arcadia, Uncle Porges?
human
A place I've been looking for--nearly all my life, nephew. I'll trouble you for the blackberry jam, my Porges.
gpt
Yes, try the blackberry,--Aunt Priscilla made it her very own self.
human
You know it's perfectly--ridiculous!
gpt
What is, Miss Anthea?
human
Why that you should be sitting here calling Georgy your nephew, and that I should be pouring out tea for you, quite as a matter of course.
gpt
It seems to me the most delightfully natural thing in the world,
human
But--I've only known you--half an hour--!
gpt
But then, friendships ripen quickly--in Arcadia.
human
I wonder what Aunt Priscilla will have to say about it!
gpt
Aunt Priscilla?
human
She is our housekeeper,--the dearest, busiest, gentlest little housekeeper in all the world; but with--very sharp eyes, Mr. Bellew. She will either like you very much,--or--not at all! there are no half measures about Aunt Priscilla.
gpt
Now I wonder which it will be,
human
Oh, she'll like you, a course! nodded Small Porges,
gpt
I know she'll like you 'cause you're so different to Mr. Cassilis,--he's got black hair, an' a mestache, you know, an' your hair's gold, like mine,--an' your mestache--isn't there, is it? An' I know she doesn't like Mr. Cassilis, an' I don't, either, 'cause--
human
She will be back to-morrow, said Anthea, silencing Small Porges with a gentle touch of her hand,
gpt
An' sometimes it doesn't pay at all, you know! added Small Porges,
human
It was very good, and brave of you, dear, said she in her soft, thrilling voice,
gpt
But, Georgy dear,--fortunes are very hard to find,--especially round Dapplemere, I'm afraid!
human
Yes, that's why I was going to Africa, you know.
gpt
Africa! she repeated,
human
Africa!
gpt
Oh yes, nodded Bellew,
human
Only Uncle Porges said it was a goodish way off, you know, so I 'cided to stay an' find the fortune nearer home.