human
I don't know what Mr. March's got in his head, she said to Mrs. Plummer;
gpt
Why, what could it be? said good Mrs. Plummer.
human
I don't see what there is for him to do.
gpt
Well, we shall see, said Mrs. March.
human
I wish I'd made him take me along.
gpt
Made him! exclaimed Mrs. Plummer.
human
Can you make him do any thing he's sot not to? I hain't never been able to do that with Mr. Plummer, not once in all the thirty years I've lived with him. It's always seemed to me that men was the obstinatest critters made, even the best on 'em; an' I'm sure Mr. Plummer's as good a man's ever was born; but I don't no more think o' movin' him if his mind's made up, than I should think o' movin' that rock up there,