human
You _must_ come, declares Mrs. Brade, emphatically.
gpt
We ought to have a chance at our old friend, and you and the boys grew up together. Do you remember how you used to roast corn and apples at the kitchen fire, and go over your Latin? Why, it seems only yesterday, and all my children are married and gone, save Lucia.
human
I shall have to be excused, Floyd Grandon says, in a quiet tone, but with a smile that is fully as decisive.
gpt
I shall owe to-morrow evening to my wife, who cannot yet leave her room.
human
How very sad and unfortunate! Are we never to have a sight of her, Mr. Grandon, except the glimpses in the carriage and at church?
gpt
Certainly, he answers.
human
Circumstances have kept us from society, and I have really had no time for its claims, but I hope to have more presently for it, as well as for her.
gpt
We shall be glad to see you, never doubt that. Lucia will be so disappointed to-morrow evening.