human
Don't you worry your dear head about things like that. We shall be all right. You won't find the man in possession by our fireside yet, when you come home from market!
gpt
No, but tell me, she said.
human
I'd much rather know. Are we honestly hard up?
gpt
What a practical little thing it's getting, he said, patting her on the back as they strode onward, always heralded by the long white dog with its straight tail, as proud as a drum-major.
human
Well, if you really want to know, he went on,
gpt
He turned about and about, his finger to his mouth, upon the empty spaces, clearly once more in the best of spirits.
human
Never tell a soul--and least of all the High-Art Alison--but I am doing a pot-boiler!
gpt
What, something worse than you need?
human
Yes, if you put it so! Anyhow, something to make money.
gpt
But won't the critics hate that?
human
Now listen, he said,
gpt
No, but honestly, she said,
human
Well, he said, but this time without rancour, merely telling her what she had asked,