human
Some one is ill in there. What a terribly consumptive cough, poor soul!
gpt
Is there some one ill in the next room?
human
Shure, miss, there's nobuddy in the next room at all, at all, and not a sick crathur in the house. Why is it ye thought so?
gpt
I heard some one coughing in there--a tight, hacking cough, like some one in the last stages of consumption,
human
The saints preserve us! T' ould _monk_!
gpt
The old monk, did you say? Who is he?
human
Don't ask _me_, _miss_, please--ask the young master about the _cough_ ye heard, and shure he will tell ye, darlint, returned Sheila, with a somewhat nervous giggle and a second furtive glance behind her, as she added:
gpt
Better hurry up, now; ye've only five minutes before dinner is announced, ye see.