human
Everard! said Harriet,
gpt
No, said he, looking up from the 'Book of Beauty,' which he was turning over;
human
Brava! exclaimed Harriet;
gpt
Where do you think of going to-day?
human
Lucy thought of going to see Mr. Haveloc's new church, said Harriet.
gpt
I don't know whether it is settled, because if he is out, we shall have to find the beadle, or the sexton, or somebody, to show it us. But, to be sure, we can take Everard with us, to run about and find the proper people. I wonder when _you_ will grow good enough to build churches, Everard?
human
I don't know. I must grow rich enough first,