human
Why, where's the little wench? and Mrs. Tulliver, almost at the same moment, said,
gpt
Where's your little sister?
human
I don't know, said Tom. He didn't want to
gpt
What! hasn't she been playing with you all this while? said the father.
human
She'd been thinking of nothing but your coming home.
gpt
I haven't seen her this two hours,
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Goodness heart! She's got drowned! exclaimed Mrs. Tulliver, rising from her seat and running to the window.
gpt
How could you let her do so?
human
Nay, nay, she's none drowned, said Mr. Tulliver.
gpt
You've been naughty to her, I doubt, Tom?
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I'm sure I haven't, father, said Tom, indignantly.
gpt
I think she's in the house.
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Perhaps up in that attic, said Mrs. Tulliver,
gpt
You go and fetch her down, Tom, said Mr. Tulliver, rather sharply, his perspicacity or his fatherly fondness for Maggie making him suspect that the lad had been hard upon
human
else she would never have left his side.
gpt
And be good to her, do you hear? Else I'll let you know better.