human
Come again, said your grandmother to me,
gpt
after she had tried in vain to make Restall stay for an informal supper. I was all for staying, but Restall said darkly,
human
There are the Lamps.
gpt
But they will be all right,
human
I can't trust 'em, said Restall, with a deepening gloom.
gpt
Not after _that_. The motor-car looked self-conscious and uncomfortable, but said nothing by way of excuse, and Restall took me off in it like one whose sun has set for ever.
human
I wouldn't be surprised, said Restall as we went down the drive,