human
Who are to be there?
gpt
Austin, and Tom Forbes, and Lloyd Avalons, and two or three men you don't know, and Thayer.
human
Mr. Thayer?
gpt
Certainly. Why not?
human
I didn't know that he ever had anything to do with Mr. Dudley, and I really can't imagine his caring to make a table companion of Lloyd Avalons.
gpt
What a social Philistine you are, Beatrix! Thayer is not so narrow.
human
Does that mean I am narrow?
gpt
Yes, for a woman who frowned disapproval upon Sally Van Osdel's late utterances.
human
Sally was talking of Mrs. Lloyd Avalons. Mrs. Lloyd Avalons is not bad, only foolish: Mr. Lloyd Avalons is both. She drew a long breath, as she paused with her teeth shut upon her lower lip. Suddenly her chin began to quiver, and two heavy tears slid down her cheeks. Then she rallied swiftly, for she knew that all men hate domestic tears.
gpt
Sidney, she said slowly and with an evident effort towards steadiness;
human
Yes, dear girl, I will be careful,