human
I--I beg your pardon,
gpt
There is no occasion for excuses, graciously replied the girl.
human
Father, Mr. McGowan and I were---- She paused, blushing in confusion.
gpt
Really, Mr. McGowan, what were we saying?
human
I should say--er--that you have put the matter in a very diplomatic way, observed the Elder, apparently once more himself.
gpt
No explanations are necessary--er--I assure you. I was once a young man, and have not forgotten that fact. I apologize, Mr. McGowan, if by my attitude I appeared--er--to misjudge you. The trouble was with me, not with you. An odd fancy momentarily got the upper hand of me, and upset me for an instant. Make yourself quite at home, sir.