human
I hope he knows his luck!
gpt
We must be better friends, my dear, said she.
human
And you mustn't be jealous if we all adore your clever, handsome, rising husband.
gpt
Oh, you fools! and hurl her decision in her husband's face across the drawing-room. Compliments on our neighbour's private felicity are of necessity attended with some risk. Why are we not allowed to abide on safe ground and say:
human
I beg leave to congratulate you on the amount of your income and to hope that it may soon be doubled