human
Who are you? she asked faintly.
gpt
Where do you come from?
human
Our name is Peniman, Hannah and Joshua Peniman. And these are our children. We come from the Muskingum Valley in Ohio.
gpt
You are Quakers?
human
Yes. My husband was a leader in the Society of Friends.
gpt
Then you are good—good and kind, I know, she whispered brokenly. Then clutching Hannah Peniman’s hand and fixing her beautiful, burning eyes upon her face she hurried on:
human
My child—my little Nina—what will become of her? I am going—going to Lee—I could not live without him. Our name is Carroll. My husband was Lee Carroll—a writer—and I am Marian Carroll. The little girl’s name is Nina. Will you take her—will you take her with you to the nearest Mission? I know it is asking a good deal with your big family—but you will do it—I know you will do it—for my poor little orphaned child. I will explain to her—give her papers and addresses and all—and they can send her home from there. Our people are all—all——
gpt
Send—her—to me, she gasped—
human
I have not long—to—be—with—her.