human
You must have met many charming women, during the past four years, who are strangers to me,
gpt
Yes, I’ve met a lot of women,
human
But old friends are best still?
gpt
Yes, no doubt,
human
You haven’t forgotten the girls at home?
gpt
No,—no indeed, replied his son, shaking himself together with the realization that he was playing poorly the part of host to this kindest of fathers, for whom it was impossible in the nature of things to enter into the subjects which were uppermost in Jack’s interest just now.
human
How —with spasmodic eagerness—
gpt
Who? Anybody in particular?
human
Oh no, my Hyde Park friends generally.
gpt
There is no especial news, I believe. Mrs. Bryant fails very slowly, I think; but of course I do not dare hint such a thing to her devoted daughter.
human
H’m. Aren’t they all devoted?
gpt
Oh, Clover is the chief one. She is son and daughter both, in that family. All responsibility falls on her. A fine girl,
human
A pretty one, too, returned his son, stifling a yawn.
gpt
Mildred is coming along, though. I thought she was after Clover pretty sharp, the last time I was at home. Growing to her hands and feet, you know, and all that.
human
You will be glad to see Clover again,
gpt
Yes, very glad to see them all,
human
Not especially glad to see Clover? continued Mr. Van Tassel; and now it was impossible even for the preoccupied graduate not to see that his father was, in his own words