human
You look as if you'd rather eat me, than amuse me,
gpt
Bobs, would you consider Jane an intellectual woman?
human
Intellectual? Let me see. She is the best-read woman I know. She's a shark on modern poetry; she has a sound acquaintance with the principles of art; she's seen all the pictures and statuary in New York, and has ideas about them; she has looked into the labour question for women. I might not call her intellectual, but I'd call her up-to-the-minute in modern thought.
gpt
Good Lord!
human
Oh, you don't know the first living thing about Jane. The baby knows more about her.
gpt
You needn't rub it in.
human
She's the biggest person in this room, is Jane.
gpt
What started you on this Jane worship, Bobs?
human
Something happened to me that knocked the very foundations out from under my life for a while, she answered him directly.
gpt
I would have killed myself if it had not been for Jane.
human
Did she know what was the matter with you?
gpt
Yes, but she pretended not to know whom it was I cared for.
human
She knew that, too?
gpt
All the time. She never forced anything on me, she just stood by, and helped me weather it. Last summer she put the finishing touches on my cure. I love her as I never loved any human being.
human
I didn't know about this.
gpt
Of course not. You were too busy with Althea to notice what Jane was making of the pieces you had left of me. Sort of poetic justice, after all.
human
Good heavens, Bobs, don't!
gpt
Not just the place to discuss our stormy past,