human
Lilias, my child, what ails you?
gpt
It's nothing, aunt; indeed it's nothing, Archie. I had no thought of crying. But I think my tears have been gathering all the week, and the sight of you made them run over in spite of me.
human
Lily, said Archie, gravely,
gpt
I won't go to the school again. You have been wearying for me, Lily.