human
To all intents and purposes, it's finished,
gpt
Thank God,
human
It will be an awful loss to me,
gpt
It isn't dead yet,
human
It is sad to see your children leave you. To watch them step out into a cold, inhospitable world,
gpt
A warm, welcoming world, I amended dishonestly.
human
You haven't told me what it is called yet.
gpt
It isn't called anything. I want you to be its god-mother, Charlotte. What about 'Whither'?
human
Too like a pamphlet,
gpt
I thought about 'Fate's Laboratory,' but it isn't very rhythmical, is it?
human
Not very,
gpt
The question mark after the 'Whither' would look nice on the cover,
human
Dear, _dear_ Delancey, please be your old self and never, never, whatever you do, write another 'good' book, so I confessed that a question mark _would_ look very nice, but that I still thought that
gpt
Whither
human
Well, we must think it over,
gpt
I have decided to call my book 'Transition.'
human
I always like single word titles,
gpt
No one will read it, he said.
human
One bares one's soul to the public and they throw stones at it. But at any rate, now I can hold my head high.