human
Dinna fash, lassie. Mind your lady and the poor bairns like a godly handmaiden, and I'll buy the ring when the sawmon fishing's over, and we'll just be married ere I start for the Crimee
gpt
The sawmon! cried Clara.
human
I'll see you turned into a mermaid first, and married to a sawmon!
gpt
And ye won't do anything o' the kind,