human
That's a phase all attractive young girls go through--trying to make up their minds to marry some rich man they don't like, before they have the sense to settle down with the handsome object of their true affections.
gpt
The object being you, I suppose?
human
Grisel, Grisel, her mother protested gently.
gpt
You really go too far, my dear.
human
Poor mother. You're longing to tell me it isn't womanly, aren't you? But it's very kind of you to have brought me the violets, Oliver, and I'm glad to see you, and all that---- She held out her hand carelessly, with something of the air of a stage queen,