human
Apple Blossom Time, a wedding present from John Ennecking glowed like a jewel in the light of the quaint electric candles which had been set in the sockets of hammered brass sconces. In short, the place had the mellow charm of a completed home, and I said to Zulime
gpt
There isn't much more to do to it. It is rude and queer, a mixture of Paris, Boston, and the Wild West; but it belongs to us.
human
I want everything kept just as it is. I want to feel that we can come back to it at any time and find every object in place, including the fire.
gpt
I don't want to change it. It suits me.