human
This is pretty tough, said Keith,
gpt
Oh, it's all right, said Nan indifferently. The lassitude of seasickness had left her, and the excitement of new surroundings was beginning. She felt gently stirred by the give and take of the light conversation in the Sherwoods' room; and, although she did not quite realize it, she was responding to the stimulation of having made a good impression. Her subconscious self was perfectly aware that in the silken negligée, under the pink-shaded lamp, her clear soft skin, the pure lines of her radiant childlike beauty, the shadows of her tumbled hair, had been very appealing and effective. She moved about a trifle restlessly, looking at things without seeing them.
human
I'm glad to see the brown trunk. Open it, will you, dear? Heavens, what a mirror!
gpt
I call it positive extortion, charging what they do for a room like this, grumbled Keith, busy at the trunk.
human
The Sherwoods must pay a mint of money for theirs. I wonder what he does!
gpt
They certainly are quick to take the stranger in,