human
I only wished to have the pleasure, Mr. Bundercombe explained,
gpt
Blanche!
human
My dear Miss Blanche, said Mr. Bundercombe, moving toward the door,
gpt
I will not ask you to stay, as our interview is scarcely, perhaps, a pleasant one. I simply wished you to show yourself so that Mr. Harding and his friend might understand how useless certain denials on their part would be. My servant will now place you in a taxi; and if you will do me the honor of calling here at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning I think I can promise you a satisfactory termination to this little affair.
human
That's all right, Bundy! she declared.
gpt
I hope you'll take me out to lunch again! As for him, she added, her eyebrows coming together and looking toward Harding,