human
I must be very displeasing to Mrs. Nelson, Alice said to her husband as they drove away.
gpt
It upsets me completely to meet that woman.
human
Why, what’s the matter with _her_?
gpt
I haven’t an idea, declared Alice a little resentfully.
human
I am not conscious of having done a thing to offend her.
gpt
You are oversensitive.
human
But, Walter, I can tell when people mean to be rude.
gpt
What did Mrs. Nelson do that was rude?
human
She never does anything beyond ignoring me, returned Alice.
gpt
It must be, I think, that she and I instinctively detest each other. They were talking about a dinner and musicale Thursday night that Mr. Robert Kimberly is giving at The Towers. Miss Venable said she supposed we were going, and I had to say I really didn’t know. We haven’t been asked, have we?
human
Not that I know of.
gpt
Mrs. Nelson looked at me when Fritzie spoke; I think it is the first time that she ever has looked at me, except when she had to say ’good-morning’ or ’good-evening.’ I was confused a little when I answered, I suppose; at any rate, she enjoyed it. Mr. Kimberly would not leave us out, would he?
human
I don’t think so. He was playing golf this afternoon with Cready Hamilton, and he stopped to offer me his yacht for the week of the cup races.
gpt
Why, how delightful! How came he ever to do that?
human
And I think he has made up his mind what he is going to do about placing me on the board, continued MacBirney, resuming his hard, thin manner and his eager tone of business.
gpt
I wish I knew just what is coming.