human
Let us stop,
gpt
Why, we were just going so perfectly! It was like a dream. How beautifully you do waltz! What is the matter?
human
I want you to go waltz with Miss Brade, says Violet.
gpt
She looks so lonely talking to that old Mr. Carpenter.
human
Nonsense.
gpt
No; I do not feel as if I had any business with the young men,
human
See here, exclaims Eugene, suddenly,
gpt
Yes, she answers,
human
Be good and you will be happy,
gpt
Take _me_ over to Mr. Carpenter.
human
He will prose you to death. See, there is Mrs. Carpenter waltzing with Fred Kirkbride. That is the way young and pretty second wives enjoy themselves,