human
Tell you what'll be a lark, Coote, said Heathcote, as the two strode on, arm in arm, followed by a small crowd of juniors, who, seeing they were
gpt
hoped to be in the sport as spectators.
human
Tell you what; we'll have a walk round the roofs. I know where we can get up. We can get nearly all round the Quad. Won't it be a spree?
gpt
Bless you, no one's about to-day. Come on. Nobody's done it since Fitch fell off a year ago, and he only got half round.