human
I--I forgive you, Ferdie, of course, I forgive you,
gpt
Violet, he began again--and then as if for the first time, he looked at her, not as a refuge, or a feather-bed, or a soothing draught, but as a woman.
human
Why, what---- he stammered, staring,
gpt
I bought it in Paris,
human
Bought it? Why, it is worth twenty guineas, if it's worth a penny! Violet, I--I hope you have not been--forgetting that you are my wife, while I have been away?
gpt
Listen, Ferdie, she said gently,
human
Yes, a book you have probably read. It's called 'Bess Knighthood.'
gpt
You--you didn't write 'Bess Knighthood!'
human
Yes, I did. After 'Lord Effingham' was such a failure, I just--just sat down and wrote 'Bess Knighthood.' I don't know how I did it--it went so fast I could hardly remember it, when it was done. A wan smile stirred her lips, which seemed to have lost their recent fullness and looked flat and faded,
gpt
Oh.