human
Here he is, Aunt Kate! cried her young nephew, dancing up and down.
gpt
This is him!
human
I beg pardon?
gpt
Why, Aunt Kate, don't you know him? You said you'd rather see him than anybody now living! Don't you know, Aunt Kate--the man that mends the boats?
human
But I thought, she murmured, as if in justification,
gpt
I am sorry to be disappointing, the stranger replied--with his voice. With his eyes--it became clear even in that early moment that his eyes were insurgents--he said:
human
I don't take any stock in that long white beard! Then, as if fearing his eyes had overstepped:
gpt
Perhaps you have visions of the future. A long white beard is a gift the years may bring me.
human
You can just ask him anything you want to, Aunt Kate, Worth was brightly assuring her.
gpt
I told him you wanted to know about the under life--the under what it is of life. You needn't be 'fraid of him, Aunt Kate; you know he's the man's so sorry for you. He knows all about everything, and will tell you just everything he knows.
human
Quite a sweeping commendation, Katie found herself murmuring foolishly--and in the imaginary conversations she had talked so brilliantly! But when one could not be brilliant one could always find cover under dignity.
gpt
If you will get in the boat now, Worth, she said,
human
Why are you sorry for me? she asked.
gpt
What is there about me to pity?