human
It is a stunning thing; simply stunning. If you would only stop running yourself to death, Fritzie, and put on ten pounds, you would be absolute perfection.
gpt
If I stopped running myself to death what would there be to live for? demanded Fritzie, refastening the last pin in her Dresden girdle.
human
We all have to live for something.
gpt
I wonder what I have to live for?
human
You? Why nothing but to spend your money and have a good time. Too bad about you, isn’t it? You’ll soon have a million a year for pin-money.
gpt
A dozen millions a year would not interest me, Fritzie.
human
Don’t be too sure, my dear; not too sure. Well, Fritzie’s hands ran carefully over her hair for the last time,
gpt
I wish you may with all my heart, Fritzie. Why is it fates always come to people that don’t want them?
human
Don’t you believe it, cried Fritzie,
gpt
They don’t--not always.
human
Don’t you ever believe it--they only say they don’t or think they don’t!
gpt
I hope you’ll have a good time to-night.