human
I do not know, said Edith,
gpt
Oh, that doesn't matter. Ask our friends. If we are going to do a thing to please them, no use in doing it half-way, so as to offend them, by drawing social lines against them.
human
Well, suggest.
gpt
There's Mavick; he'll be over from Washington next week.
human
That's good; and, oh, I'll ask Father Damon.
gpt
Yes; he'll give a kind of flavor to it. I shouldn't wonder if he would like to meet such a man as Henderson.
human
And then the Van Dams and Miss Tavish; they were at Henderson's, and would help to make it easy.
gpt
Yes; well, let's see. The Schuyler Blunts?
human
Oh, they wouldn't do at all. They wouldn't come. She wouldn't think of going to the Hendersons'.
gpt
But she would come to us. I don't think she would mind once in a way.
human
But why do you want them?
gpt
I don't want them particularly; but it would no doubt please the Hendersons more than any other thing we could do-and, well, I don't want to offend Henderson just now. It's a little thing, anyway. What's the use of all this social nonsense? We are not responsible for either the Hendersons or the Blunts being in the world. No harm done if they don't come. You invite them, and I'll take the responsibility.