human
I wish Jack Dunquerque were here,
gpt
I wish so, too, said Agatha.
human
Why did we not invite him, Phillis?
gpt
I wish Mr. Beck would call,
human
My dear, we do nothing but wish. But here is somebody--two young gentlemen. Who are they, I wonder?
gpt
O Agatha, they are the Twins!
human
This is Mr. Cornelius Jagenal, she said, introducing them to Agatha.
gpt
The Poet, you know. And here she laughed, because Agatha did not know, and Cornelius perked up his head and tried to look unconscious of his fame.
human
And this is Mr. Humphrey, the Artist. And then she laughed again, because Humphrey did exactly the same as Cornelius, only with an air of deprecation, as one who would say,
gpt
Never mind my fame for the present.