human
Before long there will be lights in the windows again, she was saying, more to herself than to Viola.
gpt
A haunted house. Haunted by a living, mortal ghost. Eh?
human
I did not speak, mother.
gpt
I was sure I heard-- she began, and then, after a short pause, laughed throatily.
human
I guess it was the wind. Come in. I want to lock the door.