human
It would be a pity to tear that gown, he remarked, as the last barrier was passed.
gpt
It occurred to me, as I looked at you to-night, that it was one I had seen you wear in Baltimore, last winter. Am I right?
human
Last winter, and the winter before, and even the winter before that, if you had known me so long, she answered, with a gay little laugh.
gpt
I am so fond of it I shall not discard it until it can no longer be mended.
human
You are wise. I believe it is hardly the attitude of the modern woman toward dress of any sort, but it might well be. We never tire of Nature, though she wears the same costume season after season.
gpt
Her frocks don't fray at the edges--or when they do she turns them such gorgeous colours that we don't notice they are getting worn.
human
Aren't there some rough edges on this bench? Please take this end; I think I recall that it is smoother than the other.
gpt
Thank you. One good tear, and even Granny's needle couldn't make me whole again.
human
A man I know says he thoroughly believes a woman is colder rather than warmer in a scarf like this, on the theory that anything with so many holes in it must create an infinite number of small draughts.
gpt
He may be right. But I confess, as a physician, I like to cover up exposed surfaces from the open night air--to a certain extent--even with an excuse for a protection like this.
human
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