human
That's wonderful, miss, she said in awe.
gpt
I suppose those sort of things happen too?
human
They happen in stories which I illustrate, Mrs. Morgan, she said dryly.
gpt
The real brigands of life come in the shape of lawyers' clerks with writs and summonses. It's a relief from those mad fashion plates I draw, anyway. Do you know, Mrs. Morgan, that the sight of a dressmaker's shop window makes me positively ill!
human
Has anybody been this afternoon?
gpt
Only the young man from Spadd & Newton, replied the stout woman with a sigh.
human
I told 'im you was out, but I'm a bad liar.
gpt
I wonder if I shall ever get to the end of those debts, she said in despair.
human
I've enough writs in the drawer to paper the house, Mrs. Morgan.