human
I’m figuring about the price, child. The Longvilles never count what the boarders give them besides money.
gpt
What do they give, Mamsey?
human
Rightly handled, they give much. Think, Donelle, Jo’s eyes lighted,
gpt
Until what, Mamsey?
human
Until the Captain called from the kitchen.
gpt
Oh! my poor, Mamsey. Well, dear, our boarder shall talk and we’ll not stop him and you shall not be called from the kitchen.
human
You are laughing, Donelle.
gpt
No, Mamsey, just planning.
human
But you must go away, child. You must learn, and then perhaps they’ll take you at the St. Michael’s Hotel. Someone always plays there summers, you know. Could folks dance to your tunes, Donelle?
gpt
Anyway you could learn,
human
Perhaps I could, Mamsey, but I’d rather take boarders.
gpt
We could do both, Donelle, Jo was all energy.
human
Old age is within eye shot, but I’m long sighted. There’s a good bit of power in me yet, child, and I’m eager for you to go with Mrs. Lindsay when she comes.