human
How red you are, Sibyl! was Sarah Butt's remark.
gpt
I suppose the cold wind has caught your cheeks.
human
I wish you wouldn't remark on my appearance,
gpt
Dear, dear! Hoity-toity! How grand we are getting all of a sudden!
human
You needn't snub me in the way you do, Sarah. You'll be treating me very differently before long.
gpt
Indeed, your Royal Highness! And may I ask how and why?
human
You may neither ask how nor why; but events will prove, said Sibyl. She raised her voice a little incautiously, and once again Betty looked at her. There was something about Betty's glance, at once sorrowful and aloof, which stung Sibyl. Just because she had done Betty a wrong she no longer loved her half as much as she had done. After a pause, she said in a distinct voice,
gpt
I am a very great friend of Fanny Crawford, and I am going to see her now on special business.