human
I can go alone,
gpt
No, no, Stefano said;
human
You should not speak like _that_ to me.
gpt
Ah, Stefano said,
human
You should not speak like that to _me_.
gpt
The little signorina will have to hear hard things, like the rest of us, one day.
human
How is your mother? Grannie is so anxious to know.
gpt
Mother is not up yet, Dorothy replied.
human
Jingle is sitting with her.
gpt
Come and see grannie.
human
Before my lesson?
gpt
Yes; she wants to speak to you.
human
What for? What is she going to say?
gpt
I think, said Irene, gently,
human
No, she isn't! said Dorothy, desperately.
gpt
No, she isn't; not a bit more ill than she often is. I saw her last night, and she looked _quite_ better--her cheeks pink, and her eyes bright.
human
Well, Irene said,
gpt
I know Dr. Forman thinks her very ill, and he has sent for Canon Percival.
human
For Uncle Crannie? for Uncle Crannie?
gpt
Yes, Irene said,
human
Let me go to your grandmamma; let me go.
gpt
I have been asking God to make your mamma better, and I think He will. Have _you_ asked Him and told Him all about it?
human
About what?
gpt
Everything--how sorry you are that you gave your mamma such anxiety; and have _you_ asked to be forgiven?
human
I never _tell_ God anything. I say my prayers, but I did not, could not, tell Him about such things as my slapping Baby Bob, and getting angry, and staying at home while you went to Colla. He is so far off, and besides----
gpt
Oh, Dorothy! said Irene, seriously,
human
God is very near, Jesus is very near, and He cares about every little thing.
gpt
Are you _sure_? said poor little Dorothy.
human
Then He knows and cares about mother--mother----