human
She is dying!
gpt
She will be better presently, I said.
human
Open the window--give me a glass of water! There--there, she is coming to! Speak to me, dear Mother!
gpt
Is it true, Noah? she gasped out, but broke down several times before she could make her meaning plain.
human
Is he--is the Squire dead?--murdered?
gpt
Too true, Mother! I have just helped to carry the body up to the Hall.
human
Oh, oh! she groaned, rocking herself to and fro in a strange agony;
gpt
I hoped it had been false.
human
It is a shocking piece of business--but why should it affect you in this terrible way?
gpt
That's what I say, cried Mrs. Jones.
human
It do seem so strange to us that she should take on in this here way for a mere stranger.
gpt
Don't ask me any questions, Noah, said my mother, in a low, firm voice.
human
I am better now. The sight of you has revived me; and these kind neighbours may return home.
gpt
At ten o'clock the magistrates meet at the Market Hall to examine the prisoners, I said,
human
Oh, Noe! thee must tell us all about it! said Mrs. Smith, who was dying with curiosity.
gpt
How did it come about?