human
They are all children, he thought as, unnoticed, he watched them in their bright fragile frocks and hats, and in their excessive gaiety, and in the strange abandon of their gestures.
gpt
They are a foreign race encamped among us men. Fancy women of nearly forty giggling with these girls as Janet and Hilda are giggling! He felt much pleasure in the sight. It could not have happened in poor old Maggie’s reign. It was delicious. It was one of the rewards of existence, for the grace of these creatures was surpassing. But at the same time it was hysterical and infantile. He thought:
human
I’ve been taking women too seriously.
gpt
Look! The enemy! Take care!
human
Do tell us some more, Daisy,
gpt
There is no more, said Daisy, and then started:
human
Oh, Mr. Clayhanger! How long have you been there?