human
Wait! at last cried a voice;
gpt
O, dear me! what is the matter, Polly?
human
I'm on the way to the apothecary's,
gpt
So I should suppose, said Alexia;
human
O, dear! I'm so hot and tired. Do go a bit slower, Polly.
gpt
I can't, said Polly.
human
She's very sick, and I must get this just as soon as I can.
gpt
Who?
human
Mrs. Chatterton,
gpt
O, dear me! that old thing,
human
Hush! said Polly hoarsely;
gpt
What? asked Alexia; the uncomfortable walk might be enlivened by a bit of stray gossip;
human
A telegram, said Polly.
gpt
Her favorite nephew was drowned at sea.
human
Oh! I didn't know she had any favorite nephew. Doesn't she fight with everybody?
gpt
Do be quiet, begged Polly.
human
No; that is, perhaps, other people are not kind to her.
gpt
Oh! said Alexia, in a surprised voice.
human
Well, I think she's perfectly and all-through-and-through horrid, so! Don't race like this through the streets, Polly. You'll get there soon enough.