human
Well, my dear, said Lady Canvey, submitting her withered cheek to a conventional kiss.
gpt
Lionel, here, has been speaking of the devil, and you appear. There's some truth in proverbs, it seems.
human
Oh, Lady Canvey,
gpt
I forgot, Leah, this is my 'Philip you-are-but-mortal' companion. You have not met her before, and I don't think you'll seek her company again. She's not quite your sort, my dear, not quite your sort. Joan, come and show yourself.