human
It gives me the blues, Jack, every time I see our boathouse stranded high and dry behind that nightmare of a Spectatorium.
gpt
I don’t see how you can call anything dry that is as full of beer as that is.
human
Oh, exclaimed the girl indignantly,
gpt
Humph! returned the other.
human
And now it is a great question whether you would make me perfectly happy by waltzing with me once.
gpt
Oh, Jack, Mildred laughed out now,
human
You seem to have been rather unfortunate in your married masculine acquaintance,
gpt
There was one exception,