conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  The birthday party began that night. The guest of honor, Miss Claire, appeared with a smile, like the morning’s incident had never happened.
conversations.prefix: Attendant:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Thank you, everyone. You have my heartfelt gratitude for putting together such a wonderful party for me.” The smile was entirely for her attendants.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  There were still many servants who disliked Claire, but I no longer agreed with them. You were supposed to be selfish when you were four years old. You were still the center of your own world at that age, and besides, how many children could set their personal sorrow aside to play the hostess the way Miss Claire just had, at that tender age? "Happy birthday, Miss Claire. This is from all your attendants.” I presented a gift to Miss Claire.
conversations.prefix: Attendant:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Really? Can I open it?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  I nodded, and Miss Claire happily unwrapped it.
conversations.prefix: Attendant:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “What a lovely brush!”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  We had given Miss Claire a fancy brush with bristles made of fine, sturdy pig hair. "But, it’s a bit big, isn’t it?"
conversations.prefix: Attendant:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You will grow, Miss Claire, so it will be the perfect size someday. Until then—” I hesitated.
conversations.prefix: Attendant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Until then?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Until then, why don’t you use it to brush the Madam’s hair?”
conversations.prefix: Attendant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Miss Claire wore a startled expression for a moment, clearly aware that I was implying she should make up with her mother. “Oh, yes. I will do that.” She said at last, and grinned.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I took this to mean that Miss Claire would be fine. I was wrong.
conversations.prefix: Attendant: