human
To-morrow's Tuesday,
gpt
Now look here, Miss von Essen, your father--
human
My father's aunt's rheumatism! she said.
gpt
Father's in New York, and you promised.
human
I know I promised, but in the circumstances you ought to let me off. He didn't exactly welcome me with open arms, and the Lord only knows what he'd do if I took you flying.
gpt
You promised,
human
I know, he said, with the elaborate pretense of patience one shows to a difficult child,
gpt
And I'm not afraid of father. To-morrow morning? I'll be ready as early as you like.
human
Nine-thirty, then, he said, helplessly,
gpt
You're a duck, Mr. Waite, she said,
human
If she ever cuts loose--