human
You are aware, Paul, she replied,
gpt
Mrs. Bundercombe, I said, leaning over the table,
human
Paul, Mrs. Bundercombe interrupted, her voice if possible a little more nasal even than usual,
gpt
Eve, I begged,
human
Paul is right! Eve declared.
gpt
Do take our advice! she continued, turning to her stepmother.
human
Let us eat our luncheon quite calmly. I am perfectly certain dad will have some very good reason to give for his presence here with that young lady.
gpt
It is either you or I, Paul!
human
Then it had better be myself,