human
Come, now, Donald, she said,
gpt
All right, replied Donald, opening his eyes slowly, and unwrapping the draperies of his sweet plum-pudding dreams from about him,
human
Here, you must not take hold so far from the end, because I have a fine wish to make, and want to get the big half if possible.
gpt
So have I a nice wish to make, replied Grace, with a sigh,