human
Tell me more about your job,
gpt
Can't. It isn't a job.... It's business--and it's a secret.... Oh, not so easy, either. I may be killed, or put in prison. But I've got to have money! And you won't get it for me!
human
How can I, Bess? demanded the young man, irritably.
gpt
I can't work any harder than I'm doing now.
human
You know well enough what you could do!
gpt
You mean marry Kitty Clavering?
human
Now you're talking!
gpt
Well, I won't!
human
Don't you like her? She's not bad--really quite cute-looking, I think. Now if I asked you to propose to either of those two awful girls that think they know all about flying--you know the ones I mean, one of 'em named after Lindbergh--that would be something else again. But I should think any man could stand a harmless little thing like Kitty Clavering, for the sake of all those millions.