human
James, I want you to take me home.
gpt
Home? You mean . . . Castle Raa?
human
Y-es.
gpt
Take me home, I beg, I pray.
human
Well, you know my views about that God-forsaken place, but the season's nearly at an end, and I don't mind going back on one condition--that you raise no objection to my inviting a few friends to liven it up a bit?
gpt
It is your house, I said.
human
You must do as you please in it.
gpt
Very good; that's settled, he said, getting up to go.
human
And I dare say it will do you no harm to be out of the way of all this church-going and confessing to priests, who are always depressing people even when they're not making mischief.
gpt
My poor, dear sweet child, she said.
human
If I'd had the least idea you were feeling so badly I shouldn't have allowed Jimmy to stay another minute at that tiresome reception. But how good it was of Mr. Conrad to come all that way to see you! That's what I call being a friend now!
gpt
I hear you're to have a house-party at Castle Raa. Jimmy's in his room writing piles of invitations. He has asked me and I should love to go, but of course I cannot do so without _you_ wish it. Do you?
human
You dear, sweet, unselfish little soul! Come let me kiss you.