human
Lucky they didn't bring Tiddles; the poor mite would have been scared out of her senses by all those great waves so close, Noreen said.
gpt
I wonder when high tide is, Gabby. It must be pretty near that now I should think.
human
I should think it must be. Someone told me high tide never comes beyond that bit of broken harbour wall, and it's up to it now.
gpt
If it ever _does_ come over, I should think Fishmarket Square is an enormous puddle, laughed Noreen.
human
I don't see any sign of the Lincs Ladies in the field. Do you? Suppose we're early.
gpt
Yes, nearly a quarter before time; we might have chased Joey to Blue Dorm after all. Let's go along to meet her.
human
One of the church towers would be a good place for sighting her, suggested Noreen;
gpt
I don't suppose she'll come, Gabrielle said;
human
Lady Greta, I mean. She'll just send Joey in the car. She'll know we shall bring her back all right.
gpt
I see. We just grab Joey, and say, 'Home, James,' haughtily to the chauffeur. Come on.