human
It can't be fair even for parents to order one's whole life according to their pleasure, she said.
gpt
Other girls submit, I know----
human
And so the world is full of abortive, ambiguous beings, fit for nothing. The average woman always seem to me to be _muffled_----or morbid.
gpt
That's what _I_ should become if I pottered about here much longer, said Algitha--
human
Is it fair, Hadria asked,
gpt
In theory one can see them clearly enough; but it is poor comfort when it comes to practice.
human
Oh, seeing the bearings of things is _always_ poor comfort! exclaimed the younger sister, with sudden vehemence.
gpt
Upon my word, I think it is better, after all, to absorb indiscriminately whatever idiotcy may happen to be around one, and go with the crowd.
human
Nonsense!
gpt
When you have gone, I will ask Mrs. Gordon to teach me the spirit of acquiescence, and one of those distracting games--bésique or halma, or some of the other infernal pastimes that heaven decrees for recalcitrant spirits in need of crushing discipline.
human
I think I see you!
gpt
It will be a trial, Hadria admitted;
human
I wonder, I wonder, cried Algitha, bending her fine head;
gpt
I know we do. It's of no use disguising the unpleasant side of the matter. A mother disappointed in her children must be a desperately unhappy woman. She has nothing left; for has she not resigned everything for them? But is sacrifice for ever to follow on sacrifice? Is life to go rolling after life, like the cheeses that the idiot in the fable sent running downhill, the one to fetch the other back?
human
Yes, for ever, said Algitha,
gpt
As to that, said the younger sister, with a little raising of the brows, as if half shrinking from what she meant to say,
human
I think most parents regard their children with such favourable eyes, not so much because they are _they_ as because they are _theirs_.