human
We both know it's doing no good, Augusta. And you're breaking yourself down, he reasoned with her one morning, when three weeks of looking had given not the slightest clue to the whereabouts of her mother.
gpt
She will come back somehow, I am sure. And she mustn't come to find you a wreck. She'll be needing your care. Don't you think I'm right, little girl?
human
Of course, you're right, Mr. Jimmie. You're always right, now. And you've been so good to me. But I can't stop. I can't stop! She's getting farther and farther from me all the time, I must follow until I find her.
gpt
But, child dear, you've done all that's within human power. Now we can only wait and hope. Jimmie was now the sobered gentleman, the tried and patient servitor always at her side. Neither of them knew how close to each other in sympathy and understanding they had come in these weeks. They had, in truth, been living in a world almost all by themselves with their search. The girl was ready to listen, to believe, to trust; but she could not promise obedience.
human
I'll stay in today, if I can, she promised.
gpt
But, if I hear her calling--