human
Slap bang, here we are again! cried Doubleday, as we entered the office together that morning.
gpt
What cheer, Bulls'-eye? Awfully sorry we haven't got the decorations up, but we're out of flags at present. We're going to illuminate this evening, though, in your honour--when we light the gas.
human
Awfully glad you're back, said Crow.
gpt
The governors have been in an awful way without you to advise them. We've positively done nothing since you went, have we, Wallop?
human
No--except read his life in the Newgate Calendar,