human
How are you, Miss Mulrady?
gpt
Keepin' afloat, I guess, but that's about all. The dollars I've lost buckin' the tiger would have bought me a dozen husbands.
human
Foreign ones are cheap, I believe,
gpt
You make me smile. I'm goin' to run tandem with Sir Billy here--me first and he the wheeler.
human
No go, said the boy, quite able to hold his own.
gpt
I'm not goin' to marry a Bret Harte girl.
human
Oh, do, replied Miss Mulrady, in the purest of English, and placing two small gloved hands together.
gpt
I'll be a wife and a mother in one.
human
What economy! smiled Lady Jim.
gpt
Are you coming into the 'devil's parlour'?
human
Later. I'm waiting for Mr. Askew.
gpt
Harry Askew?
human
That's so, assented Miss Mulrady, relapsing into her Wild West vocabulary, and with a keen look.
gpt
He called on Mommo an' me, when he was cruisin' out 'Frisco way. We're negotiatin' a system to break this old bank.
human
You evidently wish to be popularised in a song, said Lady Jim, languidly.
gpt
How long has Mr. Askew been devoting his energies to such things?
human
You might reckon it twenty-four hours, said the American, admiring her pointed brown shoe.
gpt
He's here for his health.
human
I've heard that excuse before, with regard to Monte Carlo.
gpt
Shouldn't wonder. We ticket our sins best sugar. Sir Billy, come along an' buy me candy at the stores.
human
But your man, Miss Mulrady--the Askew chap?
gpt
Lady Jim an' I 'ull swap humans. What say?
human
I never swap what isn't my own property,