human
You should hear Mr. Keith's new song, Charley, said Mrs. Morrell.
gpt
It's the most wonderful thing! The 'Bedouin Love Song,' You must surely sing it at the Firemen's Ball. It will make a great hit. No, you surely must. With a voice like yours it is selfish not to use it for the benefit of all. Don't you agree with me, Mrs. Keith?
human
I'll sing it, if you will play my accompaniment,
gpt
Isn't it great luck to find somebody to practise with? he cried--
human
Unexpected luck in a place like this! I wish you cared for music.
gpt
Oh, I do, said Nan.
human
I love it. But I just can't do it, that's all.
gpt
Did you like it to-night?
human
I liked it when you really _sang_ replied Nan with a little yawn,
gpt
Are you really going to sing at the Firemen's Ball?
human
I haven't been asked yet, he reminded her.
gpt
Don't you think it a good idea?
human
Oh, I don't know,
gpt
Why, Nan, he cried reproachfully,
human
I don't believe you like her!
gpt
Like her! she flashed back, her anger leaping to unreasonable proportions--
human
Well, what is the game there?
gpt
There is no game,
human
There is very little money there, I warn you,
gpt
Oh, shut up! she cried.
human
I know my own business!
gpt
And I know mine, he told her, slowly and dangerously.
human
And I warn you to go slow unless I give the word.