human
Let us jump over and dance among Miss Thusa's thread. It will be better than all the rest.
gpt
No, no, cried several, drawing back,
human
I'll leave the gate open, and she'll think the calves have broken in, cried Mittie, emboldened by the absence of her father, and feeling safety in numbers.
gpt
Cowards, repeated she, seeing they still drew back.
human
Cowards!--just like Helen. I despise to see any one afraid of any thing. I hate old Madam Thusa, and every thing that belongs to her.