human
How are you all, Elsie? Mother about the same? Oh, I’m sorry for the headache. Is Clover at home? Will you tell her I have a business errand to do this morning, and very much want her company on my drive? Tell her she must indulge me. I can’t let her off. I’ll come in later to see Mrs. Bryant.
gpt
Lucky Clover, thought Elsie as she ran obediently up the steps.
human
I just wish he had asked me.