human
A pretty piece of work you have done for me, nephew! I am under a fine servitude now; and she primmed up her mouth, but her eye laughed,--
gpt
Little Miss, said Mr. Dymock,
human
Neither more nor less, replied Mrs. Margaret,
gpt
Impossible! said Mr. Dymock:
human
Why, what have you done to her?
gpt
Merely washed, combed, and dressed her, said Mrs. Margaret;
human
You have brought out a brilliant from an unfinished stone, exclaimed Mr. Dymock;
gpt
Then you do not think of putting her in a foundling hospital or a workhouse, nephew, as you proposed last night?
human
It would be a folly, replied the nephew,
gpt
Did I not tell you, nephew, how it was, she said,
human
And Tamar it shall be, he said;