human
May I read the will?
gpt
Is everything given to Rafy?
human
I, Eleanor Glasson, devise and bequeath all the property, real and personal, I die seized and possessed of, or to which I may become entitled to in expectancy, reversion, or remainder, to my dear nephew, George Ralph Jephson.
gpt
Say to Rafy; write Rafy. Will not that do?
human
But I had better put in his full name,
gpt
Well, then, read it again.
human
Not George! Ralph--Rafy. It is to Rafy.
gpt
You see, she never called me George, said Mr. Jephson, in a low voice,
human
Let me look at you again, and she laid her hand in mine.
gpt
Bend down and let me look into your eyes. Ay, they are like Rafy's blue eyes. Will you let me kiss you for his sake? and she put up her little wasted hands against my cheeks and kissed me.
human
I knew you wouldn't wrong Rafy, would you?
gpt
No, no, said I, much touched and somewhat confused, and then turning to Mr. Jephson, I said,
human
There must be something wrong.
gpt
Perhaps you had better come downstairs with me and I'll explain,