human
How do you know what I mean?
gpt
Because I know it is impossible for you to really mean anything derogatory to me or to yourself, she answers, in a tone of assured steadiness.
human
If I were a young girl it might be love or flirtation; if I were a coquette it might be an evil fascination such as too often wrecks young men. As I do not choose it shall be any of these, you must not grow sentimental with me.
gpt
Oh, he answers, with a touch of scorn,
human
I think I have read of marriages with as great disparity of years as between us! It is supposed they loved, they certainly have been happy.
gpt
But I am not in my dotage, she cries, gayly.
human
Neither am I such a wonderful believer in love. There are many other qualities requisite for what I call a good marriage.
gpt
I do not suppose I shall ever make a _good_ marriage,
human
And yet you ought. You are handsome, attractive, you can make a fortune if you will; you can grace any society.
gpt
Spare me, he replies, with contempt.
human
My impression is, that I shall never have faith enough in any woman to marry her.
gpt
Oh, that is so deliciously young, Eugene! It ought to be applauded.
human
Good morning,
gpt
If I were the owner of Grandon Park, he thinks,