human
Stephen, you are superb, she said, and evidently felt it.
gpt
Does he know it yet?
human
No, he won't know it until he opens his mail to-morrow morning.
gpt
He's over there now with Eleanor, pleased to death with himself and thinking the world is his oyster.
human
I have something to show you, he said. He sat down beside her on the narrow little sofa, and lowering his voice to fit the lowered lights he whispered,
gpt
What would you give for a copy of Simpson's letter withdrawing his partnership offer?
human
You have it?
gpt
What would you give me for it?
human
I won't give you a thing!