human
Good-morning, my dear!
gpt
Good-morning, madame!
human
Oho! what does that _madame_ mean? Since when have I been _madame_ to you? Is it because you didn't find me when you came, that you would call me _madame_?
gpt
Why, no--it was simply for a change.
human
I don't like the change, myself! What's the matter?
gpt
Nothing. Have you been to walk?
human
Yes--that is to say, I have been to pay a visit.
gpt
Oh! a visit. Would it be presumptuous in me to ask you to whom you pay visits--so early?
human
Why, yes, a little presumptuous, perhaps. However, as I see that you are frowning, and that you probably suspect me of treachery already----
gpt
Oh! upon my word!
human
No, you are incapable of it, aren't you?--Well, monsieur, I have been to see my poor friend Juliette. Are you satisfied?
gpt
Mon Dieu! I asked you--just for something to say.
human
Yes, I understand--and to find out where I had been.
gpt
Did you see your friend Juliette?
human
To be sure!
gpt
And you have been to see her often of late?
human
Why not? if I can comfort her or gratify her by listening to her confidences. If you were unhappy, wouldn't you be very glad to have a true friend come to see you and try to console you?
gpt
Oh! when I am unhappy, I keep it to myself, and don't go and tell other people about it.
human
Women are not like men, my dear; when they have troubles--love troubles, especially--they love to pour out their hearts on a friend's breast.
gpt
Yes, women are very fond of having secrets between themselves, of being mysterious with us.
human
Oh, dear! there you go again, with your evil thoughts! Is it because I have been to see Juliette that you are so cross?
gpt
Cross? I am not cross!
human
As if I didn't know you! as if I couldn't read in your eyes! You promised me absolute confidence.
gpt
It seems to me that I am proving my confidence in you at this moment.
human
By making wry faces because you didn't find me when you came this morning! Come, my friend, let us reason a little; you should be logical: if I don't love you, what reason have I for pretending to, for feigning sentiments which I do not feel--for deceiving you, in a word? Come--answer me!