human
Straw-berries--straw-ber-ries! Also, with an eye to tomorrow's Sunday dinner, she investigated the cart of the tired costermonger, who crawled along beside his equally tired donkey, reiterating at times, in tones hoarse with a day's bawling, his dreary
gpt
Cauli-flower! Cauli-flower!--Fine new pease, sixpence peck!
human
London street on a summer evening?--actually made Elizabeth stand, motionless and meditative, for a quarter of an hour. Then she started to hear two cabs drive up to the door; the
gpt
That's a real gentleman!