human
How thankful I am this mahogany didn't go! sighed Rob.
gpt
We're going to be prosperous Greys henceforth, though I don't know yet the extent of our riches. Now, sit ye down, my bonny, bonny lassies, Mardy, Wythie, and Prue, and I will sing the adventures of Roberta the Bold in the Great City of Gotham. No, I don't want any more bread than this, Mardy, but if I did I'd get it--please sit down and listen.
human
And that's all, ended Rob, at last, having related every incident of her visit, from her bewilderment as she left the station, and the big policeman's kindness, to Mr. Baldwin's fatherly parting from her in the Grand Central.
gpt
I did hold out against you all not to take the offer, but nothing else is due to me. It is all that blessed Mr. Baldwin, and I only hope I can some day make him understand how grateful I am--and to his sweet wife and Hester, too; they were like--well, you can't say like one's own kindred, for they were more thoughtful and loving to me than some of our kindred are.
human
But my brave Rob did it all, none the less, said her mother.
gpt
I can't thank her for her loyal courage, but I hope her Patergrey can do it for me.