human
I believe I should come back from the dead, Alan, to see you pounding along, always at the very end of the procession, with Miss Jane Wood, said the young wife one day.
gpt
I know you don't care much about riding. But why do you always escort Miss Jane? She must weigh one hundred and eighty.
human
She is a little timid, I think, answered Mackenzie;
gpt
As you see to me?
human
But walking is so dull. And the people who take long walks have such an insufferable air of superiority, commented Dorothy.
gpt
Not that you have come to that, Alan; with you it's just simple vanity.