human
My mother says it is extremely ill-bred to indulge in comments on a person's personal appearance, declared Rosemary heatedly.
gpt
My hair is a part of my personal appearance.
human
What a dub you were to have it cut, said Jack, sobering.
gpt
But it might look worse, Rosemary, honestly it might. I think it is rather becoming with those ends curling under like that.
human
It's fun to brush it, she laughed.
gpt
And my head feels as light as a feather.
human
What did Hugh say? asked Jack curiously.
gpt
Or didn't you ask him? And Aunt Trudy makes such a fuss about your hair--wasn't she horrified?
human
Hugh was just dear to me! she said enigmatically,
gpt
Then you must have been told not to have it bobbed and went ahead like your usual perverse small self, declared Jack shrewdly.
human
I'll bet Hugh didn't weep though--he looks to me as though he could talk to you like a Dutch uncle.