human
Why, doctor, gasped Georgia, after a minute,
gpt
I am--a--little fagged. Fearful day!
human
Well, for heaven's sake get up and take off that wet coat! Here, --rising to help him--
gpt
I've always heard that doctors had absolutely no sense. Sitting around in a wet coat!
human
I wonder, he said, after another minute of resting,
gpt
And all day long, she laughed,
human
I've been wondering why any girl ever takes it into her head she wants to be a newspaper reporter.
gpt
Speaking of the pleasant features of my business, she went on,
human
I may as well spring this first as last. Here am I, a more or less sensible young woman, come to ask you, a man whose time is worth--well, let's say a thousand dollars a second--what you intend doing about those hospital interns getting drunk last night!
gpt
My dear Miss Georgia, --brushing out his hand in a characteristic way which seemed to be sweeping things aside--
human
And furthermore, every paper in Chicago may go to the devil, and every hospital may go trailing along for company. Oh Lord--I'm tired.
gpt
Such a hard day?
human
Oh--just one of the days when everything goes wrong. Rotten business--anyway. Eternally patching things up. I'd like to be a--well, a bridge builder for awhile, and see how it felt to get good stuff to start with.
gpt
And now, to round out your day pleasantly, laughed Professor Hastings,
human
I've come to tell you about a boy out there at the university who is in very bad need of patching up.
gpt
What about him?