human
But--but you see it's such a lovely day. You know--you know it's such a beautiful place,
gpt
Yes, agreed her companion,
human
She looked at Katie contemptuously.
gpt
You think _weather_ makes any difference? That's like a girl like you!
human
I _am_ a fool, she agreed.
gpt
I've often thought so myself. But like most other fools I mean well, and this just didn't seem to me the sort of day when it would occur to one to kill one's self. Now if it were terribly hot, the kind of hot that takes your brains away, or so cold you were freezing, or even if it were raining, not a decent rain, but that insulting drizzle that makes you hate everything--why then, yes, I might understand. But to kill one's self in the sunshine!