human
That big actor man will put poor Fordy's nose out of joint with the film lady, Prue said.
gpt
Look out for that dog, Cis. It's the Perritons'. If you run over him----
human
Nasty little thing!
gpt
And the apple of Sue Perriton's eye, drawled Marian.
human
Be careful what you are about, Cecile. It all lies with the Perritons whether we get into society this season or not.
gpt
And that Mrs. Conroth who is with them, put in Prue.
human
No such luck, groaned Marian.
gpt
After all's said and done, mother can't forget the candy kitchen. She always looks to me, poor dear, as though she had just been surreptitiously licking her fingers.
human
We _do_ have the worst luck! groaned the second sister.
gpt
There's that Dot Johnson coming. Mother says daddy insists, and when I. Tapp does put down his foot----Well!
human
We'll put her off on Fordy, suggested, the brighter-witted Cecile.
gpt
She rather fancies Ford, I think.
human
Dot Johnson! chorused the older girls, in horror.
gpt
Not really? Marian continued.
human
The Johnsons are impossible.
gpt
They've got more money than daddy has,
human
But they have no aspirations--none at all, murmured Marian, in horror.
gpt
If Lawford married Dot Johnson it would be almost as bad as his being mixed up with that picture actress.
human
For him; not for us, said Prue promptly.
gpt
Of course, as far as the Johnsons go, they are too respectable for anything. Poor Fordy!
human
Goodness! snapped Cecile.
gpt
It's not all settled. The banns aren't up.