human
Well, the Bagni's nice, he answered,
gpt
You mustn't say a word to her about it. I have got to write a note, as it is, and ask her to wait for her money until winter. Dr. Prior, too.
human
Well, they'll do it; they'll do it in a minute, and be glad to,
gpt
I am sure I don't know why,
human
Why, mother, they'll do it because it's you. They think everything of you; everybody does,
gpt
If you don't brush your hair more carefully they won't think much of _you_,
human
Letters, said Maso, returning. He brought her a large envelope, adorned with Italian superlatives of honor and closed with a red seal.
gpt
Always so civil, murmured Mrs. Roscoe, examining the decorated address with a pleased smile. Her letters came to a Pisan bank; the bankers re-enclosed them in this elaborate way, and sent them to her by their own gilt-buttoned messenger. There was only one letter to-day. She opened it, read the first page, turned the leaf, and then in her weakness she began to sob. Maso in great distress knelt beside her; he put his arm round her neck, and laid his cheek to hers; he did everything he could think of to comfort her. Mr. Tiber, who had been lying at her feet, walked up her back and gave an affectionate lick to her hair.
human
Mercy! the dog, too, she said, drying her eyes.
gpt
Don't read it; burn it--horrid thing!
human
Not only no money, but in its place a long, hateful, busybodying sermon,
gpt
Mrs. Thomas R. Coe, he read aloud.
human
Is our name really Coe, mother?
gpt
You know it is perfectly well.
human
Everybody says Roscoe.
gpt
Then in America I should be Thom-as Ross Coe--Thom-as R. Coe,
human
No such luck. Tommy Coe you'd be now. And as you grew older, Tom Coe--like your father before you.