human
What's the matter, woman? Have you the presumption to refuse to send a messenger at my request?
gpt
I couldn't help it, stammered the old woman, bursting into sobs;
human
Who? Miss Walsingham? Have you let her leave the castle after all?
gpt
Lor', master, she was set to go. I thought it wouldn't make much difference whether she was took from Dr. Gay's to the mad-house or from here.
human
You are right, muttered the colonel, grimly.
gpt
It makes no difference.