human
As I cannot expect you to-morrow, I shall probably go to the opera, but I shall be at home before midnight. Will you call me up then? A word from you will put me at ease for the night, even if it comes over the telephone.
gpt
I will call you up. We moderns have an advantage over the ancients in this respect: the twentieth-century Pyramus can speak to Thisbe even if innumerable walls sever his body from hers.
human
A quaint conceit! But let us hope that our love-story will end less tragically, she said, tenderly caressing his hair.
gpt
Oh, we shall be happy, you and I, she added, after a while.
human
The iron finger of fate that lay so heavily on our lives is now withdrawn. Almost withdrawn. Yes, almost. Only almost.
gpt
No, she cried,
human
No, dear, he rejoined,
gpt
Why should you expose yourself to God knows what danger for a friend who is ready to betray you?
human
You forget friendship is a gift. If it exacts payment in any form, it is no longer either friendship or a gift. And you yourself have assured me that I have nothing to fear from Reginald. I have nothing to give to him.