human
It is all my monumental vanity, she thought.
gpt
I am glad Jack isn’t one of the sort of men who stand around in corners and watch one tragically.
human
You haven’t danced with Jack once,
gpt
Haven’t I?
human
But aren’t you going to, dear?
gpt
Not unless he asks me, darling.
human
Poor, dear, unconscious Petruchio, she reflected.
gpt
I wonder if he is building better than he knows.