human
Why, I’ve come to see Aunt Love, responded Jack.
gpt
Why shouldn’t I?
human
Why not, indeed? she said, laughing.
gpt
I was always good to you, wasn’t I, Mr. Jack?
human
Too good. Far too good. I remember everything.
gpt
That is all very well; but why did you bid me a long farewell a week ago, and then turn around and come back again?
human
Better than ever! he exclaimed, sending Miss Berry one of the caressing, admiring looks which warmed any feminine heart toward which they were directed. Then he turned to his cousin.
gpt
Because, my dear Gorham, I have repented of my rejection of your offer, and after I’ve talked over old times sufficiently with Aunt Love, it is my intention to accompany you to Germany. Do you accept my apology?
human
Good enough, commented Page briefly, but with evident satisfaction.
gpt
Your decision must have been sudden, though. What was the matter? Did Chicago grate upon your æsthetic sense in her scramble for the Fair?
human
She isn’t scrambling, that I know of. She doesn’t need to. She’ll get the Fair all right. Any one can see with half an eye that Chicago is the only place for it,—the foreordained place.