human
Now, he said, taking both her hands,
gpt
Robert, nothing is the matter.
human
Something is the matter, he persisted.
gpt
Tell me what it is.
human
It is less than nothing. Just a miserable spectre that haunts me sometimes. And when I feel in that way, I think I am still his wife. Now you are vexed with me.
gpt
Not for an instant, darling; only perplexed. Your worries are mine and we must work out some relief for them, that is all. And when things worry me you will help me do away with my spectres, won’t you?