human
Here's Lady Richardson and Sir Billy, she said with a frown, for her companion's benefit.
gpt
So horrid, to interrupt our nice conversation!
human
We can pass them,
gpt
Oh, I don't think so, was Leah's quick reply.
human
It would look rude; and then, Fanny Richardson never passes any one who will listen to her prattle of chiffons. Besides, Billy is a nice boy--quite a little man. Don't you think so?
gpt
Too much a man for his years, said her companion, austerely.
human
I do not like Chesterfields in their teens. The lad's manners are too good--much too good.
gpt
Can any child be much too good?
human
In the wrong way of over-artificiality, yes. Sir William----
gpt
He likes to be called Sir Billy!
human
So flippant. His mother should insist----
gpt
She! She never insists on anything, except having the newest dye and the best-cut frock, and a few dozen male ears to pour her babble into. Billy can do no wrong in her eyes, nor in mine. He is such an admirer of women.
human
And at the age of thirteen,
gpt
Come now, even you must have made love to some pretty pastry-cook's daughter when you were at Eton. There must be some of the old Adam in you, Lord Hengist.
human
I was never an entirely modern child, replied the serious man, evasively, and with a sad eye on the trim figure of the rapidly approaching Billy.
gpt
To think that he should take dinner pills, and know the difference between sweet and dry champagne! What will the next generation be?
human
Boys and girls, said Leah, flippantly.
gpt
Good day, Fanny.