human
Dearest, he began, with a grin which was meant to be cheerful and was merely ridiculous,
gpt
I've begun the book--I actually have! I've been working on it all day. Just listen!
human
I don't see how you can say that, Harlan, interrupted Dorothy, coolly critical;
gpt
I particularly noticed her hands and they're not nice at all. They're red and rough and nearly the size of a policeman's.
human
Whose hands?
gpt
Why, Elaine's--Miss St. Clair's. If you're going to do a book about her, you might at least try to make it truthful.