human
Let me go, she said.
gpt
I will find him somewhere. Don't hinder me, please.
human
But you cannot go anywhere till you have had food and rest, dear child, said her sympathetic comforter, laying her hand gently on the girl's arm.
gpt
Come with me.
human
No, she exclaimed, starting up hastily, so that the mass of her dark hair fell loose upon her shoulders, contrasting forcibly with the dead whiteness of her face and lips.
gpt
No. I cannot go with you. Fred will be getting impatient. D'you think I'll ever believe it? Dead and buried in the sea? Never!