human
That's good, said he promptly, and with marvelous luck,
gpt
What is it, Conlon?
human
I was wonderin', sir, said Conlon, hat in hand,
gpt
Ah, yes: the pipe-line, said Brassfield.
human
Be at the office in half an hour, Conlon. Drive to the top of the hill, William. So goes our search for new thrills--road runs slap into pipe-lines and business, dearie.
gpt
Well, we mustn't find fault with it for that, said she.
human
I've wanted to say to you--since the other evening--that I can see widening vistas showing oceans of good things I never reckoned on in the least. And when I get unreasonable and generally brutal and abusive, I am not really and fundamentally so any more than I am now!
gpt
I know, dearest; I know, Bessie. And, now, don't give yourself a minute's uneasiness about anything that took place. I apologize for everything out of the proper which I said----
human
Which you _said_?
gpt
Yes--yes! You were quite right, and I never loved you more than then--except now. Let's not allude to it again, but just go on as before.
human
Not quite as before, said she.
gpt
I'll not ask you why you kept back so many of your--your _my_--qualities from me--_must_ you get down here at this old counting-room?--and I'll only ask you two questions--cramp the carriage a little more, William! One is, where can I get a copy of the first edition of Child's _Scottish Ballads_--wasn't that the name of the 'Dark Tower' book?
human
You may search me, Bessie, said he, standing by the curb in front of his office.
gpt
Don't think I ever heard of it.
human
Oh, Eugene! cried Elizabeth,
gpt
Ah! Now you are joking! Good-by, Bess. Unless I'm run over between now and eight-thirty, you may look for me. By-by!