human
M. Paul is resting, she grumbled;
gpt
I'm sorry, but it's a matter of great importance,
human
Good, good, snapped Melanie.
gpt
What name?
human
He wouldn't know my name. Please say it's the girl who sells candles in Notre-Dame.
gpt
Huh! I'll tell him. Wait here, and with scant courtesy the old servant left Alice standing in the blue-tiled hallway, near a long diamond-paned window. A moment later Melanie reappeared with mollified countenance.
human
M. Paul says will you please take a seat in here. She opened the study door and pointed to one of the big red-leather chairs.
gpt
He'll be down in a moment.