human
Mrs. Gower is taking better care of you, little wife, than you are of her, now that the roses from the frosty air are fading. I notice she is paler and thinner.
gpt
Don't blame me, Henry, she answered, stroking his whiskers;
human
My impression has always been, dear Mrs. Gower, that he will be no companion for you in the hand-in-hand journey through life.
gpt
Yes; but you are not cognizant of certain facts which has led to our being in our present relation towards each other, she says, gravely;
human
Oh, Henry, do you know that the Coles are expected here to-day, and have you told Miss Crew? because, don't,
gpt
No; I thought it as well not to, he said, in constrained tones, adding,