human
I foresee that I am going to fall in love with that woman, he remarked, breaking open his third muffin and handing his cup to the maid for a second cup of coffee.
gpt
That is a charming letter.
human
Just an ordinary Chicago production, said Jack exultantly.
gpt
What do you say, old Reliable?
human
We are in great luck,
gpt
Now, I will admit, said Jack,
human
When do you want to go, Hilda?
gpt
When can you go, is a more pertinent question,
human
July will, I suppose, be the best time. Would it be heresy, Jack, to inquire if the thermometer in Chicago rises above sixty-five degrees in July? I have understood that it does.
gpt
I know of no city in the country where there is no hot weather in summer, returned Jack shortly.
human
Chicago is, however, a summer resort.
gpt
I suppose you mean a place where summer resorts. That is what I have heard.
human
Perhaps you would better not risk your life there.
gpt
Tut, tut, my boy. I am going to see the writer of that whole-souled letter.