human
It's the exercise, said he, speaking his thought aloud, as he stretched luxuriously upon his soft, and fragrant couch,
gpt
That's what they all say! nodded the Waggoner.
human
But I notice as them as says it, ain't over fond o' doing of it,--they mostly prefers to lie on their backs, an' talk about it,--like yourself.
gpt
Hum! said Bellew,
human
A w'ot?
gpt
Blighted affections, then,
human
You aren't 'inting at--love, are ye?
gpt
I was, but, just at present, and here Bellew lowered his voice,
human
You don't mean to say as your 'eart's broke, do ye?
gpt
And why the deuce not? he retorted,
human
But, said the Waggoner,
gpt
Anthea! repeated Bellew, blinking drowsily up at the sky again,
human
Pretty,--ah,--an' so's Miss Anthea!--as a pict'er.
gpt
Oh, really?
human
Ah! nodded the Waggoner,