human
We’ve had a ripping day, Bob, he said, mopping his brow.
gpt
The smoke was splendid—a first-rate stink. Old Noakes’s face was a picture.
human
I’m afraid the tricycle is crocked for ever, said Templeton with a gloomy look,
gpt
Oh, pax! You can pay Trenchard for the old thing out of your tenner; and you’re jolly ungrateful. If I hadn’t chipped in they wouldn’t have cheered you. Let’s pick up the ruins and get ’em back somehow. Buck up!