human
What has my aunt been telling you about me?
gpt
Why--er--nothing. That is, she told me you wanted a social secretary.
human
She did, eh? She said I _wanted_ one?
gpt
Perhaps she did not put it exactly that way--Mr. Marshall. But of course I understand that you wanted one. I was engaged for that purpose.
human
Did she tell you I was in society?
gpt
I don't remember that she did. But I took that for granted.
human
Do I look as if I was in society?
gpt
I--I can't say. She found the young man somewhat disconcerting.
human
Aren't you?
gpt
No!
human
Oh!
gpt
I'm not in society, and I'm not going in. I wouldn't go into society if they closed up everything else.
human
Then I'm afraid there's some mistake, she faltered.
gpt
I'm sorry.
human
Wait a minute, said Bill, drawing up a chair for himself and facing her.
gpt
Don't worry, now. Let's get this straightened out. I'll explain. My aunt wants me to go into society. I want to stay out. She's got a lot of ideas about keeping up the family reputation. I'd sooner go get a new one. So she hires a social secretary for me--and take it from me, Miss Norcross, I don't need a social secretary any more than I need crutches. I don't need any kind of a secretary.