human
How do you do, she said, wearily.
gpt
I thought you were never coming.
human
I was busy, said Harlan, in extenuation.
gpt
Will you come in?
human
I'm so tired, she breathed.
gpt
I walked up that long hill.
human
You shouldn't have done it, returned Harlan, standing first on one foot and then on the other.
gpt
Couldn't you find the stage?
human
I didn't look for it. I never had any ambition to go on the stage, she concluded, with a faint smile.
gpt
Where is Uncle Ebeneezer?
human
No friend of Dorothy's, thought Harlan, shifting to the other foot.
gpt
Uncle Ebeneezer, he said, clearing his throat,
human
What do you mean? demanded the girl, sinking into one of the haircloth chairs.
gpt
Where is Uncle Ebeneezer?
human
Uncle Ebeneezer is dead, explained Harlan, somewhat tartly. Then, as he remembered the utter ruin of his work, he added, viciously,