human
It was simply ripping of you people!
gpt
Not at all! replied Peaches, her eyes holding his.
human
Glad to oblige you!
gpt
I didn't expect you to be here, he went on.
human
But I think it's awfully jolly. I suppose you motor a great deal, Lady Gordon!
gpt
Lady who? gasped Peaches.
human
Gee-whiz! Who do you think we are?
gpt
Great Scott! said the inadvertent guest.
human
Aren't you Lord and Lady Gordon?
gpt
Lord and Lady me eye! remarked Peaches.
human
We are not!
gpt
Then why on earth did you call to me? exclaimed the young man.
human
And who are you?
gpt
Who is your young man, Peaches? he said.
human
Make me acquainted.
gpt
I don't know who he is! snapped his daughter.
human
Who are you yourself? she demanded of him.
gpt
I am a low-life American bourgeois in trade and every bally thing--name of Alicia Pegg; and this is my father, Pinto Pegg, the Citrus King, and this is my chaperon, Miss Talbot, that I'm taking abroad to educate. Now who are you?
human
My name is Sandro di Monteventi,