human
Ahem! interposed the Judge, hastily,
gpt
I signalled.
human
Who did you signal to?
gpt
The young gentleman I'm going to marry.
human
What did you signal to him for?
gpt
To tell him I was here, and that it was all right,
human
Wot was all right?
gpt
That I wasn't followed, and that he could meet me on the road beyond Cass's Ridge Station. She hesitated a moment, and then, with a still greater pride, in which a youthful defiance was still mingled, said:
human
I've run away from home to marry him. And I mean to! No one can stop me. Dad didn't like him just because he was poor, and dad's got money. Dad wanted me to marry a man I hate, and got a lot of dresses and things to bribe me.
gpt
And you're taking them in your trunk to the other feller?
human
Yes, he's poor,
gpt
Then your father's name is Mullins?
human
It's not Mullins. I--I--took that name,
gpt
Wot _is_ his name?
human
Eli Hemmings.
gpt
Skinner
human
The step that you're taking, Miss Mullins, I need not tell you, is one of great gravity, said Judge Thompson, with a certain paternal seriousness of manner, in which, however, we were glad to detect a glaring affectation,
gpt
Oh, yes, nearly a whole year.
human
And, said the Judge, smiling,
gpt
Oh, yes, she returned,
human
A collector?
gpt
Yes; he collects bills, you know, money, she went on, with childish eagerness,
human
What firm does he collect for?
gpt
I don't know exactly--he won't tell me--but I think it's a Spanish firm. You see --she took us all into her confidence with a sweeping smile of innocent yet half-mischievous artfulness--
human
I only know because I peeped over a letter he once got from his firm, telling him he must hustle up and be ready for the road the next day--but I think the name was Martinez--yes, Ramon Martinez.
gpt
Excelsior