human
Come, Honor, take this chair!
gpt
I don't want a chair, Cartie, she said, gently.
human
I'm just waiting for Jimsy. She looked up and caught the expression on Madeline King's face.
gpt
Oh, you mustn't worry, she said, contentedly.
human
He'll bring him back. Yaqui Juan will. He'll bring him back _safe_. Why, what kind of a God would that be?--To let anything happen to him, _now_?
gpt
Let her alone, said Mrs. King again.
human
She'll realize, soon enough, poor child. Stay with her, Carter. I must go back to my husband.