human
Evidently some one’s called, said Harry, of his wife’s disappearance.
gpt
I hope she’s nice.
human
Who?
gpt
Whoever’s called. Shall we knock the balls about a bit?
human
You aren’t playing your best, Mr. Hesketh. I wish you would.
gpt
Honest Injun! I am, he fibbed in answer.
human
But I’ll try to do better. You must remember croquet isn’t my game. Alicia floors me at it five times out of six.
gpt
Bowley, said Harry over his shoulder.
human
Bring me a telegraph-form next time you come out, will you?
gpt
Yes, sir,
human
No, Mr. Hesketh! Really! I assure you--
gpt
Who’s called, Bowley?
human
Mrs. Rotherwas, sir.
gpt
Isn’t she staying for tea?
human
No, sir. I think not, sir.