human
Mrs. Welcome, aunt Malvina had just remarked,
gpt
It was dark as Pokonoket when we came out of church last night,
human
There's my car coming around the corner! cried aunt Malvina, and ran friskily out of the room. Just outside the door she turned and thrust her face, with the little gray curls dancing around it, in again for a last word.
gpt
O, Jack! cried she,
human
I hear that Edward Simonds' eldest son is as crazy as a loon!
gpt
Is?
human
Yes; isn't it dreadful? Good-by!