human
Oh, what happened about Evans? They took her away?
gpt
She confessed--she always was a goose.
human
That didn't prove it, returned Miss Bennett with spirit.
gpt
It was the wisest thing to do. The district attorney--my dear girls, if I were your age, and that man----
human
Look out! said Lydia.
gpt
He's a great friend of Eleanor's.
human
Of Eleanor? exclaimed Miss Bennett. She was not and never had been a vain woman, but she was always astonished at men caring for a type of femininity different from her own. She liked Eleanor, but she thought her dry and unattractive, and she didn't see what a brilliant, handsome creature like O'Bannon could see in her.
gpt
Is he, really?
human
Yes, he is,
gpt
I wish you had waited, Lydia, Miss Bennett went on.
human
It was very impressive the way he managed Evans, almost like a hypnotic influence. She told him everything. She seemed to give herself over into his hands. It was almost like a miracle. A moment before she had been so hostile--a miracle taking place right there in Lydia's bedroom.
gpt
Where? Taking place where?
human
In your room, dear. Evans was shut up there.
gpt
That man in my room!
human
It never occurred to me that you would object, my dear. He said he----
gpt
It should have occurred to you. I hate the idea--that drunken attorney in my bedroom. It's not decent!
human
Lydia!
gpt
What do you mean by calling Mr. O'Bannon a drunken attorney?
human
He drinks--Bobby says so.
gpt
I did not say so!
human
Why, Bobby, you did!
gpt
I said he used to drink when he was in college.
human
Oh, well, a reformed drunkard, said Lydia, shrugging her shoulders.
gpt
I can't imagine your doing such a thing, Benny, except that you always do anything that anyone asks you to do.