human
What do you think I really want?
gpt
Money,
human
Where did you get that idea?
gpt
From your sister, he replied.
human
She sent for me, too--long ago.
gpt
What for?
human
Money. She told me that we were not making enough--that I was holding her husband back--from 'his career' she called it. She said that if I kept him out of a certain job that meant money quick, she would break up our partnership. She said she could do it, and she was right. My hold on Joe wasn't in it with hers.
gpt
What was your hold on him? What do you mean?
human
I'm afraid you wouldn't understand.
gpt
But until I do learn what you want of Joe, she retorted sharply,
human
I'm afraid that I can't tell you how much money I shall need. He glanced up at her, puzzled.
gpt
Suppose you try me, she went on. And as the man still frowned at her,
human
I learned the other day, she said,
gpt
there; he had been the brilliant one of the two, and the more impassioned and intense and bold in his conceptions. There was a feeling almost of reverence in the low, rough voice of Joe's friend. He told how Joe had risen, until in a few years he became the chief designer for his firm; and of how from other firms offers had come. To keep him his employers had been forced to raise his salary, and to do much more than that, for money didn't appeal to him then. They had given him more important work--