human
Land sakes! I can cry re'l tears with the best of 'em--you see if I can't, Miss Grayling. You ought to be a movie actress yourself. It don't seem just right that you ain't.
gpt
But I fear I could not weep real tears,
human
No. Mebbe not. That's a gift, I guess, Gusty agreed.
gpt
There! I got to go now. He's callin' me. The boss's sister will have to wait on all the boarders for dinner to-day. An' my! ain't she sore! But if I'm a success in these pictures you can just believe the Cardhaven Inn won't see _me_ passin' biscuits and clam chowder for long.