human
Is she a nice woman?
gpt
She's an angel.
human
That means, you love her.
gpt
How do you----?
human
Because you are a brick wall I can see through, Mr. Askew. No; I have never met Mrs. Berring. Why did she throw you over and marry Mr.--er--Berring?
gpt
I say you _are_ clever,
human
Why not? You called me Circe, and I must live up to the name. Well?
gpt
Well! echoed Askew, blankly, and their eyes met. He coloured.
human
No, I can't tell you,
gpt
Yes, you can, and you will,