human
I prefer my own, she said, and drew a gold case from her bag.
gpt
Try one.
human
I still carry your gifts.
gpt
Auriole Craven from A.B.
human
Ungallant of me to expose your identity and conceal my own behind initials.
gpt
Perhaps A. B. guessed that a day might come when his name engraved on a present to another woman would be a mistake.
human
Give him a chance, said Richard.
gpt
He hasn't all that subtlety.
human
Men change their views very readily, Tony.
gpt
Only men?
human
My being here, you mean? My having joined the other side?
gpt
Since you suggest it yourself----
human
Do you hate me for doing it?
gpt
Not at all. I'm sure your reasons were adequate.
human
They were. Still I thought you'd be surprised.
gpt
My dear Auriole, he said,
human
I always knew them,
gpt
Then you must know how hurt I am--how very hurt--to think that you--well, I mean, it's dreadful--most--er--most dreadful.
human
Were you expecting loyalty from me?
gpt
There are degrees,
human
Wonderful, said Auriole.
gpt
It's wonderful really. Her voice dropped and she looked him squarely in the eyes.
human
Tony, you're not really in love with that girl, you know.