human
He's as like him as two peas, cunning as he can be. There, boy, look at your Uncle Bobby! Bobby bent forward and with his forefinger gently tilted the little face upward.
gpt
Lorimer's eyes to perfection, he observed. Then, as he met Beatrix's eyes, he suddenly understood their wild appeal. Dropping the baby's chin, he laid his hand on his cousin's shoulder.
human
I wouldn't worry about that, Beatrix, he added reassuringly.
gpt
He probably will take it out in looking, and, for his character, hark back to some remote Dane or other. Lorimer was a handsome fellow, and the baby might do worse than look like him. Otherwise, he may go off on a tangent. Suppose he should take after me, for instance!