conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Master and Madam really want to be with you, Miss Claire.”
conversations.prefix: Attendant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I wonder…I wonder if my father and mother wish they had a boy.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  At those words, I realized the true nature of Miss Claire’s anxiety. Miss Claire feared she was an insufficient heir. No four-year-old should be worrying about such things on her birthday, but Miss Claire had already thoroughly internalized the rules and values of the aristocrat’s world. "No, not at all. Master and Madam are truly happy to have you for a daughter.”
conversations.prefix: Attendant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “If that’s true, then why won’t they celebrate my birthday with me?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I had no answer for that innocent question. I could have recited the duties of aristocrats, but they weren’t what Miss Claire needed to hear. She wasn’t challenging the logic of the aristocracy but the desires of the heart.
conversations.prefix: Attendant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Leave me. I want to be alone.” Miss Claire murmured when I said nothing.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  With nothing else I could do, I left the room.
conversations.prefix: Attendant: