human
Father! A visitor. Miss Jellyby's friend, Miss Summerson.
gpt
Distinguished, said Mr. Turveydrop,
human
My father, said the son, aside to me, with quite an affecting belief in him,
gpt
Go on, Prince! Go on! said Mr. Turveydrop, standing with his back to the fire, and waving his gloves condescendingly.
human
Go on, my son!