human
A scwip with hawbs and fwuits supplied, And wataw fwom the spwing.
gpt
A hundred Dollars! why, what can you want a hundred dollars so soon for?
human
Why, Mother, I'm deucedly hard up. I'm almost out of Cologne and Cigars. Besides, the fellows are going to run me for President of the St. Nicholas Club, and I must pony up my dues, and stand the Champagne.
gpt
Now then, what is it that you wish to say to me that so nearly concerns your happiness?
human
Why, I love you to the verge of distraction, and can't be happy without you! Say, dearest, only say that you will be mine!
gpt
See that girl looking at me, Poguy?
human
Don't I? Why, she can't keep her eyes off you.
gpt
What women care for, my boy, isn't Features, but Expression!