human
For mercy's sake, Doctor! cried Cynthia, and hurried across the neat and pleasant kitchen to meet them.
gpt
I wasn't expecting you yet for an hour. Mrs. Macauley and Mrs. Chester wasn't either. They was over here ten minutes ago, planning how to get rid o' the folks in there that's insisting on setting and waiting for you to come.
human
Never mind them, Cynthia, said her new mistress, shaking hands.
gpt
The Doctor will see them and I will stay with you. I've so much to plan with you. What a pleasant kitchen! And how delicious something smells! Cynthia, I believe I'm hungry!
human
Well, now, you just come and set right down in the dining-room and I'll give you something,
gpt
That's right, Cynthia, approved Burns, much relieved.
human
Look after her till I'm free.
gpt
I reckon that'll be a pretty steady job, Cynthia declared,
human
Mrs. Macauley wanted to have you come to dinner there, to-night, and Mrs. Chester wanted you, too. But Mr. Macauley said this was the place for you to have your first dinner in--your own home, and he made the women folks give in. So the table's all set, and I can hurry up dinner so's to have it as soon as the Doctor gets those folks fixed up--if there ain't a lot more by that time. Since Miss Mathewson went I've been answering the telephone, and it seems 'sif the town wouldn't let him have his honeymoon out, they're so crazy to get him back. Now--will you set down and let me give you a bit o' lunch? It's only five o'clock, and I've planned dinner for half-past six.
gpt
It would be a pity to spoil this glorious appetite, Cynthia, though I'm sorely tempted. I think I'll use the time getting freshened up from my long drive--we've come a hundred and sixty miles to-day, through the mud. Then I'll find Bob and be ready to have dinner with the Doctor.
human
I'll have to take you round by the porch to get to the Doctor's room--you wouldn't want to go through the office, with such a raft of folks.
gpt
I expect you'll think it smells sort o' doctorish, she said, apologetically.
human
Opening out of the office, so, it's kind o' hard to keep it from getting that queer smell, 'specially when he's always running in to do things to his hands. But, land! his windows are always open, night and day, so it might be worse.
gpt
I think it's beautifully fresh and pleasant here. Oh, what a bunch of daffodils on the dressing-table! Did you put them there?
human
I did--but 'twas Mrs. Macauley sent 'em over. You'll find clean towels in the bathroom. Oh, and--Mrs. Burns, --Cynthia hesitated,--
gpt
--her face crimsoned,--
human
I'm so glad the little room is so near. Bob won't be lonely, and I shall love to have him there. I can hardly wait to see him.