human
Where is George?
gpt
He was in your boudoir a two-three minutes ago, drawing,
human
Boudoir? said she. And Edwin could in fancy hear her going down Trafalgar Road and giggling at every house-door:
gpt
Did ye know Mrs. Clayhanger has a boudoir? That’s the latest.
human
Breakfast-room,
gpt
I should suggest, said Albert,
human
So long as they don’t smash too much furniture while they’re about it,
gpt
Now, Bert, my boy,