human
I'm not sure I don't like being guarded by my Turk, Red, she said.
gpt
And--about the frock. She came closer still, standing before him with downbent head, and speaking low, through the veiling, silken gauze.
human
Please don't mind about that. I'm going to leave it behind with Charlotte. I shall not care to wear it. When next May comes I hope I shall be wearing only simple frocks that--little hands can't spoil!