human
And then on Tuesday, she was saying,
gpt
I dined with dear Ethel Tarling at the Criterion. We had a beautiful dinner, and most amusing; and all during dinner some glee-club sang in the gallery those delicious English what-do-you-call-thems, only I don't mean meringues.
human
Madrigals?
gpt
Madrigals, yes! They sang madrigals in the gallery--'Celia's Arbour' and 'Glorious Apollyon from on high beheld us.'
human
Always making fun of your poor old mother, you naughty child! said Mrs. Murchison, with great good-humour.
gpt
Toby, you should teach her better. And then afterwards we went to the Palace Theatre to see the Biography. Most interesting it was, and the one from the front of a train made me feel quite sick and giddy--most pleasant. Oh! and I remember that it was that evening we heard about poor Lady Conybeare. How sad! I called there this morning, and they said she was much better, which is something.
human
Yes, we hope that Jack and Kit will both come down here in ten days or so,
gpt
And Lord Comber, too, went on Mrs. Murchison guilelessly.
human
It was that same day he had a fall, and bruised himself very badly. Misfortunes never come singly. Did you not hear? He fell on his head, and I should think it was lucky he did not get percussion of the brain.
gpt
Very lucky,
human
Was it not? Then I spent Wednesday at Oxford, which I was determined to see before I left England. Most beautiful and interesting it is. I lunched with the Master of Magdalen College, whom I met in London several times, and saw the statue they put up on the place where Shelley died.
gpt
I thought he was drowned,
human
Very likely, dear, said Mrs. Murchison;