human
Well, what next? she demanded one night at dinner, after an afternoon of callers, stifling a wide pink yawn with the palm of a much beringed hand.
gpt
Your old families are all very well, Dickie boy, refined and classy and all that--but, my God, they ain't exciting! Now are they? Isn't there anybody in Louisville born since the Civil War?
human
If there is, I'm afraid I don't know it, admitted the Major, smiling indulgently.
gpt
You see the people who were young when I left are young no longer.
human
So we've noticed, murmured his bride, making a companionable grimace at Joan.
gpt
But we don't want to spend the rest of our lives in the baldhead row, do we, girlie? You've got to find us something under sixty to pal around with, Hubby mine, that's all there is to it. See?