human
There! There! Don’t cry, Peggy. I know exactly how you feel. Ruth administered consolation in the shape of sundry comforting pats, while Peggy burrowed in the sofa cushions and sniffed without restraint.
gpt
It’s dreadful to have them both go at once,
human
Of course it is.
gpt
I suppose I ought to be glad that Alice is well enough to have Dorothy home again. She must have missed her every minute. I know I shall.
human
Nobody could help it. Such a darling child!
gpt
Of course she can’t travel by herself, and mother was hankering to see Alice, and, besides, she needed a rest. I’m a perfect goose, so there!
human
You’re nothing of the land. Anybody’d cry. And coming home after people have gone away is always dreadful.
gpt
That’s why you’re here, isn’t it? Peggy gave Ruth’s hand a grateful squeeze.
human
I could hardly get up my courage to come in, till I remembered something I wanted to tell Sally about the supper. You see I am housekeeper now.
gpt
I’m afraid it will be pretty hard for you.
human
O, no indeed. Peggy spoke with her usual blitheness.
gpt
Sally’s splendid if she’s looked after. Of course she hasn’t any head-piece, but she’s as willing as the day is long.
human
I’m leaving,
gpt
You don’t mean you’re going away to stay? You wouldn’t do that, I’m sure.
human
My step-aunt’s husband’s had a stroke, explained Sally with unimpaired cheerfulness.
gpt
It’s his second and ’tain’t likely he’ll last long. I wouldn’t miss his fun’rel for anything.
human
But, Sally, wait till the time is set for the funeral. He may live some time yet. Just think how hard it will be for me if you leave me while mother’s away.