human
Mr. Blythe,
gpt
There are onions in this salad! he yelled.
human
What the devil do you mean! Are you trying to poison me! What are you following me about for, anyway? Why are you running about under foot every minute!
gpt
My dear Mr. Blythe,
human
Kicked over the bucket of salad, and began to dance with rage.
gpt
What's the matter with you, anyway! he bawled.
human
Why are you trying to feed me? What do you mean by trying to be attentive to me!
gpt
I--I admire and revere you--
human
No you don't! he shouted.
gpt
I don't want you to admire me! I don't desire to be revered! I don't like attention and politeness! Do you hear! It's artificial--out of date--ridiculous! The only thing that recommends a man to me is his bad manners, bad temper, and violent habits. There's some meaning to such a man, none at all to men like you!
human
They all fawned on me in Boston! he panted.
gpt
They ran about under foot! They bought my pictures! And they made me sick! I came out here to be rid of 'em!
human
You listen to me, you old grouch! I hissed.
gpt
I'll go. But before I go I'll tell you why I've been civil to you. There's only one reason in the world: I want to marry your daughter! And I'm going to do it!
human
As for you, you pitiable old dodo, with your bad manners and your worse pictures, and your degraded mania for prunes, you are a necessary evil that's all, and I haven't the slightest respect for either you or your art!
gpt
Is that true?
human
True? I laughed bitterly.
gpt
Of course it's true, you miserable dauber!
human
D-dauber!
gpt
Certainly! I _said_ 'dauber,' and I mean it. Why, your work would shame the pictures on a child's slate!
human
Smith, he said unsteadily,
gpt
I believe I have utterly misjudged you. I believe you are a good deal of a man, after all--
human
I'm man enough, said I, fiercely,
gpt
Wait! he cried.
human
I don't want you to go. If you'll remain I'll be very glad. I'll do anything you like. I'll quarrel with you, and you can insult my pictures. It will agreeably stimulate us both. Don't go, Smith--
gpt
If I stay, may I marry Wilna?
human
If you ask me I won't let you!
gpt
Very well! I retorted, angrily.
human
Then I'll marry her anyway!
gpt
That's the way to talk! Don't go, Smith. I'm really beginning to like you. And when Billy Green arrives you and he will have a delightfully violent scene--
human
What!
gpt
He's in love with Wilna. You and he won't get on. It is going to be very stimulating for me--I can see that! You and he are going to behave most disagreeably to each other. And I shall be exceedingly unpleasant to you both! Come, Smith, promise me that you'll stay!
human
Very well, I said,
gpt
I'll remain if--