human
What a strange inscription,
gpt
It is strange.
human
I think it is the most beautiful head of a boy I have ever seen.
gpt
Have you seen it before?
human
I was here once with Mrs. De Castro.
gpt
She told you the story?
human
No, we remained only a moment. Alice read aloud the words raised in the bronze:
gpt
Should you like to hear it?
human
Very much.
gpt
His father married my half-sister--Bertha; Charles and I are sons of my father’s second marriage. ’Tennie’ was Bertha’s son--strangely shy and sensitive from his childhood, even morbidly sensitive. I do not mean unbalanced in any way----
human
I understand.
gpt
A sister of his, Marie, became engaged to a young man of a Southern family who came here after the war. They were married and their wedding was made the occasion of a great family affair for the Morgans, and Alices and Legares and Kimberlys. Tennie was chosen for groomsman. The house that you have seen below was filled with wedding guests. The hour came.
human
And such a place for a wedding!
gpt
But instead of the bridal procession that the guests were looking for, a clergyman came down the stairs with a white face. When he could speak, he announced as well as he could that the wedding would not take place that night; that a terrible accident had occurred, and that Tennie Morgan was lying upstairs dead.