human
Dear Miss Grayling, drawled Marian, putting out a gloved hand.
gpt
Pardon the informality. But mother wants to know if you will help us pour tea at our lawn fete and dance Friday week? It would be so nice of you.
human
If you really want me I shall be glad to do what I can to make your affair a success. Tell your mother I will come--and thank you.
gpt
So kind of you,
human
Say! she exclaimed,
gpt
He has gone away, then?
human
He wanted to see you, I'm sure, Cecile said bluntly.
gpt
But he started off in a hurry. Had a dickens of a row with dad.
human
Cecile! admonished Prue.
gpt
That sounds worse than it is.
human
Well, they did have a shindy, repeated L'Enfant Terrible.
gpt
When daddy gets on his high horse------
human
Ford wished to see you before he went away, Miss Grayling, broke in Prue, with an admonitory glare at her young sister.
gpt
He told us he was so confused that day he fell overboard from the _Merry Andrew_ that he did not even thank you for fishing him out of the sea. It was awfully brave of you.
human
Bully, _I_ say!
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Really heroic, added Marian.
human
Mother will never get over talking about it.
gpt
Oh! I wish you wouldn't, murmured Louise.
human
I'm glad Betty and I saved him. Mrs. Gallup did quite as much as I----
gpt
We know all that, Prue broke in quickly.
human
And daddy's made it up to _her_.
gpt
Yes. I know. He was very liberal,
human
But mercy! cried Prue.
gpt
He can't send _you_ a check, Miss Grayling. And we all do feel deeply grateful to you. Ford is an awfully good sort of a chap--for a brother.
human
I suppose, though never having had a brother, I can appreciate his good qualities fully as much as you girls, she said.
gpt
Will he be long away?
human
That we don't know,