human
It's Bess Hulbert!
gpt
What's that?
human
Nothing, answered Linda.
gpt
Only--Mr. Harris--we--we've changed our minds about flying back to St. Louis. We'll go by train.
human
But why? demanded the man, as Miss Hulbert came nearer.
gpt
Pardon me, but is it something personal? You know Miss Mason, perhaps?
human
To Miss Carlton's sorrow! was Nancy's quick and bitter retort.
gpt
I think you had better hear all about the kind of woman you have in your employ!
human
No! No! protested Bess Hulbert, who was now near enough to hear the slur, and who appeared desperately frightened.
gpt
Give me a chance to talk to Miss Carlton alone. I don't know this other person!
human
No. Perhaps we had better go,
gpt
Please give me a chance! begged Bess.
human
Ten minutes--alone.