human
I haven't found her, said Beatrice.
gpt
She's hidden somewhere, or else she's with _other_ friends in this wretched, sanctimonious hole.
human
Beatrice----
gpt
But I _will_ find her! the lady assured him,
human
Home?
gpt
I am never going there again, Beatrice informed him, with the old, chilling calm.
human
I shall go to a hotel, and later, I hope, back to father and mother. You will hear from my lawyers, Johnson, within a day or two.
gpt
But, Beatrice---- Johnson Boller protested.
human
That doesn't mean that you're crazy enough to--to try divorcing me?
gpt
I am not crazy, and there will be very little trouble about it, Johnson, the lady said gravely.
human
That is what it means. Good-by.