human
Dashing girl, Miss Dow,
gpt
Yes, indeed, said Patty;
human
Now, isn't it funny! Just from the way you say that, I know you don't like her.
gpt
Oh, Jack, don't be mean. I DO like her.
human
No, you don't; at least, not very much. She isn't your style.
gpt
Well, then, if you think that, don't say it. I MUST like Mona's guests.
human
Yes, of course. Forgive a poor, blundering idiot! And don't worry, Patty, no one shall ever know from me that you and the Dashing Daisy aren't boon companions.
gpt
You're so nice and understanding, Jacky boy, and I'm much obliged. Do you remember the night you discovered who our chaperon was, and you helped me out so beautifully?
human
Always glad to help the ladies. What are we doing to-night, after this feast of fat things is over?
gpt
Nothing especial; dance a little, I suppose, sit around on the veranda, sing choruses, and that sort of thing.
human
There's a glorious full moon. Couldn't we escape for a little spin? Just a very short one, in my runabout?
gpt
Yes, I'd love to. Or we could take my runabout.
human
Or Mona's for that matter. I don't care what car we take, but I do love a short, quick drive, and then come back for the dance.
gpt
All right, I'll go. Mona won't mind, if I don't stay long.
human
Oh, only just around a block or two. Just to clear the effect of these flowers and candles from our brain.
gpt
Isn't your brain a little weak, if it can't stand flowers and candles?
human
Perhaps it is, and perhaps that's only an excuse to get away. Hooray! Mona's rising now; let's make a mad dash.
gpt
No; that isn't the way. Let's slide out quietly and inconspicuously, through this side door.