human
What are you hatching for your old Dad's undoing, you witch?
gpt
Nothing but a truce. It is almost the first of September. Will you give me just one more year of this glorious freedom? I shall be nearly sixteen then, and then if you still wish it, I'll go to a finishing school, or any other old school you say to be polished off for society and to do the honors of Severndale properly when you retire. But, Daddy, please, please, don't send me this year. I love it all so dearly--and I'll be good--I truly will.
human
I sign the truce, sweetheart, for one year, but I want a detailed report every week, do you understand?
gpt
You shall have it, accurate as a ship's log.