human
And I hope, Dr. Burns, said she, as he took leave of her, his watch in his left hand as he shook hands with his right,
gpt
With a clump of hollyhocks behind me, or a 'queer old door'?
human
With nothing behind you except darkness and mystery,
gpt
I thought those were the things one looked toward, not out of?
human
Your patients looking toward 'the black unknown,' and seeing your face, must find their future lighted with hope!
gpt
She's from the big town, said he.
human
Here in the country we don't know how to give fine, fascinating blarney like that, eh? Good-bye, Miss Ruston, and good luck. Bring the little grandmother carefully wrapped in jeweller's cotton--nothing is too good for her!