human
Oh, Sydie, began the young lady, breathlessly,
gpt
I'm so delighted you're come. There's the archery fête, and a picnic at Shallowton, and an election ball over at Coverdale, and I want you to dance with me, and to try the new billiard-table, and to come and see my aviary, and to teach me pistol-shooting (because Julia Dupuis can shoot splendidly, and talks of joining the Rifles), and to show me how to do Euclid, and to amuse me, and to play with me, and to tell me which is the prettiest of Snowdrop's pups to be saved, and to---- She stopped suddenly, and dropped from enthusiastic tirade to subdued surprise, as she caught sight of Keane for the first time.
human
Oh, Sydie, why did you not introduce me to your friend? How rude I have been!
gpt
Mr. Keane, my cousin, the torment of my existence, Miss Morton in public, Little Fay in private life. There, you know one another now. I can't say any more. Do tell me where the governor is.
human
Mr. Keane, what can you think of me? cried Fay.
gpt
Any friend of Sydenham's is most welcome to the Beeches, and my uncle will scold me frightfully for giving you such a reception. Please do forgive me, I was so delighted to see my cousin.
human
Which I can fully enter into, having a weakness for Sydie myself, smiled Keane.
gpt
I am sure he is very fortunate in being the cause of such an excuse.