human
I am gathering instruction from the conversation of others,
gpt
But you are so extraordinarily pale.
human
I have parted with my colour to Mademoiselle Aksakoff. See, she blooms like an artificial rose.
gpt
Why artificial? Her bloom is natural.
human
And her spirits are forced. A hothouse is Nature's corset.
gpt
I don't know what you mean, said Askew, bluntly;
human
Which is as much as to say that I am a woman. I wish you would cease personalities and refill my glass.