human
I need someone to help Elvira, said Mrs. Winslow, going off on a tangent--she had
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Rob said.
human
I have been thinking that I would take one of your girls, Mary. I would give her twelve dollars a month, and she could come home every night, and it would be time enough if she got up on the hill by half-past eight each morning. It would give you a little extra income. Prue would answer, if you can't spare Oswyth--I won't have Roberta.
gpt
Excuse me, mother; I must dress,
human
Goodness, Wythie, what is it now? cried Rob, as her sister flung open the chamber-door with a bang.
gpt
You look mad.
human
Mad? Mad? echoed gentle Wythie.
gpt
I'm furious! Don't you go back there, either of you. She's more maddening than ever. She wants me or Prue for a servant to help Elvira--she won't have Rob.
human
Why, I don't believe she will, drawled Rob, with a flash of her bright eyes.
gpt
Yet I would be good for her; a discipline, not unlike a scourge.
human
Wants me for a servant to help Elvira? Did you say that, Wythie? What did Mardy say?
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I didn't wait to hear--I didn't dare. I felt as though I should have apoplexy, said Wythie.
human
She had been saying things before that.
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She's always saying things--and seeing things, remarked Rob.
human
The worst of the little grey house is that it stands where the hill-house overlooks it.
gpt
Well, let her wait till she gets me,
human
We've made a 'sloka' since we came upstairs--Prue and I, said Rob.
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We are going to sing it when Aunt Azraella gets too unbearable; it's better to sing things about her than to preserve your rage, as she does her sharp currants.
human
I'm afraid it isn't very nice,
gpt
Yes, it is; it's a lovely 'sloka.' Of course, you can't be sure it's nice till you've heard it. Just listen.
human
Now, you and Prue, sit under the tree where you can warn Mardy if anyone comes to see her. I'm going for a stroll,
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Cousin Peace,