human
May I ask if you were 'in love,' as you call it, with him when you accepted him?
gpt
Why did you accept him, then?
human
He had been good to me,
gpt
Oh, I see. It was his reward, eh? He sneered in my face.
human
I came here, he said,
gpt
Will you go back with me? I have him at our rooms.
human
It would do no good.
gpt
You mean you could not be made to reconsider the thing? You may be mistaken. You may care for him, after all. There are few like him, I assure you. You're dead lucky to have a man like poor Bennet care for you. He's of the salt of the earth.
human
I know; but--I can't deceive him any longer. I'm--in love--with another man.
gpt
Been in love long?
human
Before you met Bennet?
gpt
Personally I suspected you from the first. I had an intuitive feeling that there was something under cover about you. I never could see what Bennet saw in you. He was head and shoulders above you in every way. You're not in his class at all. I don't mean that in the cheap social sense--simply morally. Bennet's been my friend for years. I know him. There's no one like him. It's damned hard luck, I can tell you, for me to see him come up against a proposition like you. According to your own story, you must have deceived him from the first. Women like you--