human
gpt
Is that any better?
human
Yes, I think it is, said Polly,
gpt
Oh! the boxes are to have things all right before the play is over; never you fear, Polly,
human
I don't like 'cry you mercy,' announced Ben slowly,
gpt
Oh! don't cut that out, exclaimed Polly, clasping her hands and rushing up to Ben.
human
That's my pet phrase; you mustn't touch that, Bensie.
gpt
But it doesn't mean anything,
human
Who cares? cried Jasper defiantly.
gpt
A great many expressions that haven't the least significance are put in a thing of this sort. Padding, you know, my dear sir.
human
Oh! said Ben literally,
gpt
I didn't know as you needed padding. All right, if it is necessary.
human
It's antique, and perfectly lovely, and just like Shakespeare,
gpt
Oh! let the Bard of Avon have one say in this production, cried Clare.
human
Go on, do, with your 'cry you mercy.' What's next, Jap?
gpt
Are you willing, Ben?
human
Ye--es, said Ben, also gazing at the rosy face and anxious eyes,
gpt
Oh! I am so glad, exclaimed Polly in glee, and dancing around the room.
human
And you won't be sorry, I know, Bensie; the audience will applaud that very thing I'm almost sure,
gpt
I should think we have, interrupted Clare with a glance over at the sofa.
human
Goodness me, she's fast asleep!
gpt
Poor little thing, she is tired to death, cried Polly remorsefully, while they all rushed over to the heap of lace and spangles, blissfully oblivious of
human
Do let her sleep through this piece of stupidity, said Jasper, bundling up another satin skirt that Mrs. Whitney had loaned for Polly to make a choice from.
gpt
There, putting it under the yellow head,
human
Take care, cried Polly, with intercepting hand,
gpt
Beg pardon, said Jasper, relinquishing it speedily.
human
Here's the sofa pillow, after all, dragging it from its temporary retirement under the theatrical debris.
gpt
Now let's get back to work; time is going fast.
human
Hold! cried Clare,
gpt
'tis good; I' faith, 'tis very good.
human
Your intellects do you credit.