human
I don't know about your soul, she said, glancing back at him.
gpt
I happen to have two or three thoughts in mine. One is that I'm half starved. The second is that you're not acting a bit nice, under the circumstances; no perfectly polite young man makes love to a girl when she is supposedly helpless and under his protection. She stopped there to wrinkle her nose at him and twist her mouth humorously.
human
The third thought is that if you don't behave, I shall go straight home and never be nice to you again. And, she added, getting back of the coffee-pot--which looked new--