human
Well, Maggie murmured, aghast.
gpt
It’s a good thing it’s you. If it had been anybody else--
human
What on earth does she do with her money?
gpt
No servant, either?
human
She’s sitting with Auntie.
gpt
Must I go up before I have my tea?
human
No. She won’t have heard you come.
gpt
Which are you having--egg or chop?
human
Oh! They’re both for you.
gpt
And what about you?
human
I only have bread-and-butter as a rule.
gpt
What’s supposed to be the matter with her?
human
It seems it’s congestion of the lung, and thickened arteries. It wouldn’t matter so much about the lung being congested, in itself, only it’s the strain on her heart.
gpt
I see.
human
Been in bed all day, I suppose.
gpt
No, she would get up. But she had to go back to bed at once. She had a collapse.
human
Hm!
gpt
Haven’t got to-night’s _Signal_, have you?
human
Oh no! said Maggie, astonished at such a strange demand.
gpt
Hilda get off all right?
human
Yes, they went by the nine train.
gpt
She told me that she should, if she could manage it. I expect Mrs. Tams was up there early.
human
We know each other intimately, and we respect each other, and yet we cannot even conduct a meal together without awkwardness and constraint. Has civilisation down here got no further than that?