human
If they should stop coming, I don't know how I _could_ manage, thought Noll;
gpt
I'm afraid Culm Rock would grow dreadfully lonesome and dreary. It was always,
human
And how do you get on with your plan?--and are the houses 'most finished? or,
gpt
Have you got those Culm savages almost civilized, you dear old Noll?--and does Uncle Richard know anything about it yet? Won't he stare! and what do you suppose he'll say? or,
human
Oh, now I think of it, how many scholars in Latin have you got down there? and how do they manage with their Greek? And are you putting on airs because you've got to be a pedagogue? And how much is the tuition a term?--because, you see, I've some idea of going away to boarding-school, and yours might suit me, if the charges aren't too high. And the whole generally concluded with,
gpt
P. S.--I don't mean a word of all that last I've written, my dear Noll, and you're not to think so. How does the money hold out? Don't fail to let me know if you're in a tight place, and I'll try to get a few dollars somehow. And hurry up and answer this letter by return steamer (what should we do if the old 'Gull' went to the bottom?), and so good-night,