human
I give you good-evening, Miss Huxham,
gpt
Good evening, said Bella coldly.
human
Had you not better return to the concert, Mr. Pence? As the chairman you cannot leave the platform.
gpt
I have presided most of the evening and have recited my piece, said Pence eagerly.
human
Now, on the plea of feeling faint I have left that hot room, and I am here to commune with you in the glory of the night. Is it not beautiful, Miss Huxham?