human
she would murmur, weeping.
gpt
That girl, whom I held up as a model--and who really did behave perfectly when she was here--quite _perfectly_--to think of that girl being the one to turn round on the family in this treacherous way! I do not know how I shall endure to see her face again.
human
Then don't see it, suggested Frederick.
gpt
If you think she has behaved so badly, cut her, and have done with it.
human
Cut her! exclaimed Pauline, sitting up from among the pillows in her _chaise longue_, with a vinagrette in one hand and a pocket-handkerchief in the other.
gpt
How can I cut my uncle's wife? She is now Lady Castlecombe, Frederick! You seem to have no idea that private feelings must give way to the duty one owes to society. I wonder who will present her. I dare say Mrs. Griffin will persuade the duchess to do it. It would not surprise me at all. Probably they will open the town house now, and come up every season. Cut her! Frederick, you talk like that Nihilist who is going to marry poor darling May!