human
You great ugly boy!
gpt
Why, what's the matter now? inquired Oscar, who hardly knew whether this rough salutation was designed to be in fun or in earnest;
human
You looked well beating little Willie Davenport, don't you think you did? continued his sister, with the same stern look.
gpt
I 'm perfectly ashamed of you--I declare, I did n't know you could do such a mean thing as that.
human
I don't care, replied Oscar,
gpt
I 'll lick him again, if he does n't mind his own business.