human
You'll be kind to me, Alfred; I know you will. I'm such a poor wife for the likes of you. Your mother thinks so, and your Aunt Jane.
gpt
You can twist them round your lil' finger.
human
I believe you love your motor-'bus more than me.
gpt
What a notion! Now I'm going to kiss such foolishness out of you. If it ain't gone when I've given you the first big dose, why, I must begin all over again.