human
I suppose there has never been a human being as gifted in balling things up as I am,
gpt
Now here you are, she continued plaintively.
human
You want to go away. Well, of course, that's your affair. Why should you have to stay here--if you don't want to? But in the twenty-four hours you've been here I presume I've told twenty-four unnecessary lies to my brother. And if you do go away--as I admit you have a perfect right to do--it will put me in such a compromising position, because of those deathless lies that will trail me round through life that--oh, well, she concluded petulantly,
gpt
I suppose I'll just have to go away too.
human
That's all very well. Your pretending--trying to pretend--that I would be doing you a favor in staying. It is so--so clever. I mean so cleverly kind. But I can't help seeing through it, and I'm not going to accept hospitality I've no right to--stay here under false pretenses--pretend to be what I'm not--why what I couldn't even pretend to be!
gpt
But do you know, I think you could. I honestly believe we could put it through! And don't you see that it would be the most fascinating--altogether jolliest sort of thing for us to try? It would be a game--a lark--the very best kind of sport!
human
I'm sorry; I would like very much to do something for you after all this. But I am afraid this is sport I cannot furnish you. I am not--I'm not feeling just like--a lark.
gpt
Now do you _see_? Kate demanded with turbulent gesture.
human
Talk about balling things _up_! I like you; I want you to stay; and when I come in here and try and induce you to stay what do I do but muddle things so that you'll probably walk right out of the house! Why was I born like that?