human
If only I can get on with her! She's my kind--I know she is--she's just exactly what I want. I don't want to be anything wild--not Mrs. Grewe nor Fanny Carr. I want to be myself, that's all, and happy with my husband!
gpt
In the meantime I am going back to give the baby his bath, she thought. She glanced at the watch on her gloved wrist. And a man who looked like a detective, or a villain in the
human
Who's her date with!
gpt
And what in the world will she think of me? If she doesn't like me--very much--the very first time, I'll have lost my chance. For she's busy, her life is full of things--planning gardens and running about with her friends. And she won't so much as bother her head! Ethel felt a dismal sinking. In vain she strove to assure herself. Joe, Nourse and then Dwight, one after the other, had all bowed down before her.
human
Oh, that was very simple! she thought.
gpt
They're only men! It would be a woman this time, and one of the most brilliant kind.
human
What a dull little fool she'll find me, in spite of all I do or say! It would be all the more difficult because Mrs. Crothers was older.
gpt
That will count against me. No doubt she's beginning to show her age; and I'm young, and she doesn't want any young things to come snooping about her husband! Then there's Amy and the quarrel they had, and she'll put me and Amy in the same class! I'll have all that to fight against!
human
Now, Ethel Lanier, for goodness' sake stop fidgeting like a nervous old maid! This isn't the minister coming to call!
gpt
What have I on?
human
Did she come up?
gpt
No, Mrs. Lanier, she's waiting below.
human
Did she give her name?
gpt
Yes--Mrs. Carr.
human
Oh. Ethel gasped and sank down in a heap.
gpt
All right, ask her to come up,
human
And as soon as I do, she reflected,