human
You are late, Mr. Arbuthnot, said Mr. Emblem, reproachfully,
gpt
I shall speak to him to-night, Iris, Arnold whispered.
human
I have already written to my cousin. Do not be hurt if she does not call upon you.
gpt
Nothing of that sort will hurt me, Iris said, being ignorant of social ways, and without the least ambition to rise in the world.
human
If your cousin does not call upon me I shall not be disappointed. Why should she want to know me? But I am sorry, Arnold, that she is angry with you.