human
My nose doesn't suit you, does it?
gpt
Why, yes, she said innocently,
human
That's funny, he reflected.
gpt
How about my ears?
human
They seem to be all right,
gpt
Do you think so?
human
They seem to me to be perfectly good ears.
gpt
That's odd. What _is_ there queer about my face?
human
Why, do you know, Mr. Langdon, I don't seem to notice anything that is not entirely and agreeably classical.
gpt
But--my legs are thin.
human
Not very.
gpt
Aren't they too thin?
human
Not _too_ thin. . . . Perhaps you might ride a bicycle for a few days----
gpt
I will!
human
Do you know, she said slowly,
gpt
Without my make-up?
human
I think so. Why not? she replied, looking at him with growing interest.
gpt
I don't see anything the matter with you.
human
My chest improver exploded,
gpt
Don't you? That is the nicest thing you ever said to me.
human
It's only the truth, she said, flushing a trifle in her intense interest.
gpt
And, as far as your legs are concerned, I really do not believe you need a bicycle or anything else. . . . In fact--in fact--_I_ don't see why you shouldn't go with me to the University if--if you--care to----
human
You darling!
gpt
Mr. Langdon! Wh-what a perfectly odd thing to s-say to me!
human
I didn't mean it, he said with enthusiasm;
gpt
I really didn't mean it. What I meant was--you know--don't you?
human
I'm all ready to go,
gpt
Shall we?