human
Eustace, said Mr. Pringle, with a smile,
gpt
I find that you are producing a great sensation among the little public of Tanglewood, by the exercise of your gifts of narrative. Primrose here, as the little folks choose to call her, and the rest of the children, have been so loud in praise of your stories, that Mrs. Pringle and myself are really curious to hear a specimen. It would be so much the more gratifying to myself, as the stories appear to be an attempt to render the fables of classical antiquity into the idiom of modern fancy and feeling. At least, so I judge from a few of the incidents which have come to me at second hand.
human
You are not exactly the auditor that I should have chosen, sir, observed the student,
gpt
Possibly not, replied Mr. Pringle.
human
I suspect, however, that a young author's most useful critic is precisely the one whom he would be least apt to choose. Pray oblige me, therefore.
gpt
Sympathy, methinks, should have some little share in the critic's qualifications, murmured Eustace Bright.
human
However, sir, if you will find patience, I will find stories. But be kind enough to remember that I am addressing myself to the imagination and sympathies of the children, not to your own.