human
Susan, she cried,
gpt
Is it yersilf, Ann O'Brien? she cried, joyfully.
human
Come on in, now.
gpt
I'll not come! These vilyans kidnapped me, and I'll cook no dinner fer the likes o' thim!
human
Arrah now, it's yersilf is the vilyan! Ye ought to be proud to be kidnapped by Miss Patty, and Misther Bill! Get down here, ye gossoon, an' behave like a dacint woman!