human
Are you, my dear? she asked quietly.
gpt
Of course you've my blessing. I suppose it's Sir John Barclay. Haven't I had two daughters married before, and don't I know the signs?
human
But you've never even seen him--Sir John--John I mean.
gpt
I've heard about him from your father, and from Mrs. Ford. They say he's charming.
human
He is, she said.
gpt
He's a darling. Oh, I forgot to show you this, and she held out her little left hand on which hung a huge ruby in a ring far too big for her.
human
It's got to be made smaller, she said.
gpt
Not the ruby, but the ring,
human
Well, my dear, she said,