human
I can’t, said Peggy.
gpt
I’ve got to make a call after school.
human
O, she said in a voice of deep meaning,
gpt
I can’t imagine what you see in that Elaine Marshall.
human
Can’t you?
gpt
O, she’s well enough. But to choose her for an intimate friend! You’re the only one of us who really likes her, you know.
human
It’s lucky I like her so much, then,
gpt
O, yes, it’s lucky for her. Nobody would deny that. But as far as you’re concerned, Peggy, I don’t know. Of course the more intimate you get with her, the less you see-- Now, Peggy Raymond, I’d like to know what you’re laughing at.
human
I was only laughing at your dragging Elaine into it, she explained blithely.
gpt
I’m not going to see her. I’m going to call on the Dunns.
human
The Dunns, repeated Priscilla hastily, as if glad to get away from the previous topic of conversation.
gpt
Where do they live?
human
Glen Echo Avenue.
gpt
Pretty name, but I don’t know it.
human
It’s over across the tracks, just beyond.
gpt
Why, Peggy Raymond, I didn’t suppose anybody lived over there.
human
Lots of people do. Scads of ’em.
gpt
I never went to see these people before, Peggy admitted.
human
But I’ve wanted to ever since the night of the Bazar. That boy, you know--
gpt
O, the ice cream boy! Was he a Dunn?
human
Jimmy Dunn. I saw him on the street the other day, and asked him where he lived. He’s an awful little rag-bag, and Graham Wylie calls him all sorts of names, but there’s something about him I can’t help liking. And I thought I’d see what sort of woman his mother was. Sometimes we have an extra woman in to scrub, at house-cleaning time, though I must say, Peggy concluded thoughtfully,
gpt
I’ll go with you, Priscilla said, taking Peggy’s arm.
human
It isn’t a suitable neighborhood for you to go alone.