human
Seems to be going all right, said Mr. Wright, as the old man made his report;
gpt
I can turn 'em round my little finger, he said.
human
You'll have Bella all to yourself to-morrow evening.
gpt
How did you manage that? he inquired.
human
It's the first time she has ever been out with me alone.
gpt
She ain't coming out, said Mr. Kemp.
human
She's going to stay at home and mind the shop; it's the mother what's coming out. Going to spend the evening with me!
gpt
What did you do that for?
human
I didn't do it, said Mr. Kemp, equably;
gpt
repeated the horrified Mr. Wright.
human
Money like-- I'll 'money' her--I'll----
gpt
It don't matter to me, said Mr. Kemp.
human
I can have a headache or a chill, or something of that sort, if you like. I don't want to go. It's no pleasure to me.
gpt
What will it cost?
human
She wants to go to a place called the Empire, he said, slowly,