human
Lulu the mocking bird! Dwight cried. He said
gpt
Fine! cried Cornish.
human
Why, Miss Lulu, you have a good voice!
gpt
Miss Lulu Bett, the mocking ba-ird!
human
Lulu the dove, she then surprisingly said,
gpt
What next do you say?
human
There's such a lovely, lovely sacred song here,
gpt
You like sacred music?
human
I love it.
gpt
That's it. So do I. Nothing like a nice sacred piece,
human
Give _me_ ragtime, he said now, with the effect of bursting out of somewhere.
gpt
Don't you like ragtime?