human
Hurray, said Daphne.
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I meant to have rung her up last night, but what with the Camille episode and dining out I forgot all about it. When I tell her we're suited, she'll be green with envy.
human
Daphne, my dear, she announced,
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I meant to have rung you up last night. I've got a cook.
human
I am glad, said my sister, with an audacity which took my breath away.
gpt
How splendid! So've we.
human
Hurray, said Katharine, with a sincerity which would have deceived a diplomat.
gpt
Don't you feel quite strange? I can hardly believe it's really happened. Mine rejoices in the name of Pauline,
human
Yes, said Katharine.
gpt
It's a queer name for a cook, but----What's the matter?
human
But so's ours! Ours is Pauline! What's her other name?
gpt
Roper,
human
Not from Torquay?
gpt
I paid her fare, she said faintly.
human
It came to----
gpt
Two pounds nine and four pence halfpenny, said my sister.
human
I gave her two pounds ten.
gpt
So did I, said Katharine.
human
She was to come on--on Monday.
gpt
Six years in her last place?
human
Yes. And a clergyman's daughter,
gpt
Did--did you take up her reference?
human
Wired last night,
gpt
But--but, stammered Jill,
human
Did she? said Berry.
gpt
I wonder.
human
Yes, said Katharine.
gpt
She did.
human
You know she did,
gpt
Who, said I,
human
My parlourmaid did,
gpt
And Jill answered ours, said I. Then I turned to my cousin.
human
When you took off the receiver, I asked,
gpt
I remember perfectly, said Jill.
human
Exchange asked if we were Mayfair 9999 and then said, 'You're through to a call-office.' Then Pauline spoke.
gpt
Precisely, said I.
human
But not from Torquay. In that case Exchange would have said, 'Torquay wants you,' or 'Exeter,' or something. Our Pauline rang up from London. She took a risk and got away with it.
gpt
I feel dazed, said Daphne, putting a hand to her head.
human
There must be some mistake. I can't believe----
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said Berry.
human
I think I should feel nice if I could make five pounds in two hours by sitting on the edge of a chair and saying I was a clergyman's daughter. And now what are we going to do? Shall we be funny and inform the police? Or try and stop Camille at Amiens?
gpt
Now, don't you start, said his wife,
human
Yes, said Berry.
gpt
And look sharp about it. Time's getting on, and I should just hate to be late for dinner. Or shall we be reckless and take a table at Lockhart's?
human
communication upon a buff sheet, bluntly addressed to
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Pleydell.