human
Do you yield you, John Drogue?
gpt
It seems I must. But wait!----
human
You threaten!
gpt
No! Do you mean to drown me, you vixen!
human
You engage not to seek revenge?
gpt
I do so.
human
Why? Because you love me tenderly?
gpt
Yes, said I, half choked.
human
Let me up, you plague of Egypt!
gpt
That is not a loving speech, John Drogue. Do you love me or no?
human
Yes, I do,--you little,----
gpt
Little what?
human
Object of my heart's desire! I fairly yelled.
gpt
I am like to smother here!----
human
This is All Fools' Day, says she, sick with laughter to see me mad and at her mercy.
gpt
Therefore, you must tell me lies, not truths. Tell me a pretty lie,--quickly!--else I scrub your features!
human
You say you love me tenderly. That is a lie, John Drogue--it being All Fools' Day. So you shall vow, instead, that you hate me. Come, then!
gpt
I hate you!
human
Passionately?