human
Would you like to go with me, Sylvia?
gpt
Harboro! she cried,
human
Her fingers sought his face and traveled with ineffable tenderness from line to line. It was as if she were playing a little love-lyric of her own upon a beautiful harp. And then she fell upon his breast and pressed her cheek to his.
gpt
Harboro!
human
Runyon and Sylvia! Runyon and Sylvia!
gpt
We're making too much over a little matter, he said with an obvious briskness which hid the cunning in his mind.
human
I suppose I've been sticking to things too close. I'll take a run down the line and hunt up some of the old fellows--down as far as Torreon at least. I'll rough it a little. I suspect things have been a little too soft for me here. Maybe some of the old-timers will let me climb up into a cab and run an engine again. That's the career for a man--with the distance rushing upon you, and your engine swaying like a bird in the air! That will fix me!
gpt
It wouldn't be the sort of experience a woman could share, he added.
human
You'll stay here at home and get a little rest yourself. I must have been spoiling things for you, too.
gpt
Oh, no, she said honestly.
human
I'm only sorry I didn't realize earlier that you need to get away.