human
Loafer!
gpt
Dear, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry I can't live another minute unless you tell me you forgive me!
human
Am I really a loafer?
gpt
Indeed you're not, answered Dorothy, her trustful eyes looking straight into his;
human
As long as you know it, returned Harlan, seriously,
gpt
I don't care a hang what other people think.
human
Now, tell me, continued Dorothy,
gpt
Three hundred and seventy-four dollars and sixteen cents, she said, when she had finished counting.
human
Why, we're almost rich, and a little while ago you tried to make me think we were poor!
gpt
It's all I have, Dorothy--every blooming cent, except one dollar in the savings bank. Sort of a nest egg I had left,
human
I saved it, she continued, hastily,
gpt
Indeed you were, he cried,
human
Why not?
gpt
Because--because--because it isn't right. Do you think I'm cad enough to live on a woman's earnings?
human
Harlan, said Dorothy, kindly,
gpt
Dear heart, don't. It's different--tremendously different. Can't you see that it is?
human
Do you mean that I'm not worth as much as two hundred and twelve dollars and eighty-three cents and four postage stamps?
gpt
Darling, you're worth more than all the rest of the world put together. Don't talk to me like that. But I can't touch your money, truly, dear, I can't; so don't ask me.
human
Idiot, cried Dorothy, with tears raining down her face,
gpt
You don't mind, she whispered,
human
If you're going to cry, he answered, his voice trembling,
gpt
I won't, then,