human
Say you that you look to see Aubrey again to-orrow?
gpt
Lady Lettice doth, and Edith. Not I, said Temperance.
human
So did I, Temperance, and he told me--twenty pounds to Mr Tom Rookwood, and forty to Patrick at the Irish Boy; fifteen to Cohen, of the Three Tuns in Knightriders' Street; and about ten more to Bennett, at the Bible in Paternoster Row.
gpt
Lancaster and Derby! Why, however many suits can the lad have in his wardrobe? It should fit me out for life, such a sum as that.
human
Well! I would we could discharge them, said Lady Louvaine with a sigh.
gpt
Twenty to Tom Rookwood, and forty to Patrick!
human
Make your mind easy, Madam, came in the quietest tones from Hans:
gpt
What can you mean, Hans?
human
I am sure of it.
gpt
Who told you so much?
human
Nay, ask Mr Rookwood, and see what he saith.
gpt
I'll go this minute, said Temperance, rising,
human
I wis not what bee thou hast in thy bonnet, but I don't believe thee, lad.
gpt
Maybe you will when you come back,