human
Amen Di flashed in, her offices at the mirror fresh upon her--perfect hair, silk dress turned up at the hem. She met Cornish, crimsoned, fluttered to her seat, joggled the table and,
gpt
Oh, dear, she said audibly to her mother,
human
I forgot my ring.
gpt
And what instruments do you play?
human
Well, do you know, said the music man,
gpt
I can't play a thing. Don't know a black note from a white one.
human
You don't? Why, Di plays very prettily, said Di's mother.
gpt
But then how can you tell what songs to order?
human
Oh, by the music houses. You go by the sales. For the first time it occurred to Cornish that this was ridiculous.
gpt
You know, I'm really studying law,