human
I would scarcely venture to tell you what I thought you were, but it is in one respect consoling to find you real,
gpt
Why?
human
Because you are not likely to vanish again. You must remember that I first saw you clothed in white samite, with the moon behind your shoulder, in the river.
gpt
I wonder if you know what white samite is?
human
I don't, said Brooke, reflectively.
gpt
I never did, but it seems to go with water lapping on the rocks and mystery. Still, you--are--material, fortunately.
human
Very, said Barbara.
gpt
Besides, I certainly did not bring you a sword.
human
One can never be quite certain of anything--especially in British Columbia. But how did you come here?