human
This is your favorite walk, Iris,
gpt
Yes; I come here very often. It is my garden. Sometimes in the winter, and when the east wind blows up the river, I have it all to myself.
human
A quiet life, Iris, he said,
gpt
Yes; a happy life.
human
Iris, will you change it for a life which will not be so quiet? He took her hand, but she made no reply.
gpt
I must tell you, Iris, because I cannot keep it from you any longer. I love you--oh, my dear, I cannot tell you how I love you.
human
Oh, Arnold!
gpt
May I go on? I have told you now the most important thing, and the rest matters little. Oh, Iris, may I go on and tell you all?
human
Go on, she said;
gpt
As for telling you everything, He said with a little laugh,