human
J—J—_Jo-oe_! her lips framed the word rather than spoke it. Then again, as if she could not believe the evidence of her senses—
gpt
Yes, Nina, yes, darling, don’t look so scared. It isn’t his ghost, it’s just _himself_, our own darling, blessed, precious Joesy home again, alive and well, and not dead at all!
human
Nina, Nina, he cried stretching his arms toward the window,
gpt
But you, Joe—_you_—I thought you were dead! I saw you fall—I saw you slide into the water—and when I went to look for you you were gone. Oh, Joe, where did you go? I thought you were dead——