human
Well, Nelly, are you ready for bad news?
gpt
Oh, yes! interrupted Nelly,
human
Pshaw! said Rob, and sat down in a chair, and twirled his hat over and over between his knees:
gpt
I don't care! I'm going fishing.
human
That is to hide how badly he feels, she said.
gpt
Let's all go fishing.
human
It's all my fault, she said.
gpt
If I hadn't found the mine, we shouldn't have had all this trouble.
human
Why, child, this isn't trouble, exclaimed her father;
gpt
A good deal!
human
Yes, a good deal, he continued;
gpt
What does Mr. Kleesman say?
human
He says that there is a little silver in the ore, but not enough to make it pay to work the mine, replied her father;
gpt
I have for your little girl so great love that I do wish she may never have more sorrow as this.
human
What does he mean, papa?
gpt
Why, he means that he hopes this disappointment about the mine will be the most serious sorrow you will ever know: that nothing worse will ever happen to you,
human
Oh, said Nelly,
gpt
So do I,
human
And I, said Mr. March.
gpt
And if nothing worse ever does happen to us than to think for a few weeks we have found a fortune, and then to find that we haven't, we shall be very lucky people.