human
Miss Anthea, said he, wringing and twisting at his hat,
gpt
Only, pursued Adam,
human
I be glad--ah! mortal glad, I be,--as 'tis you, Mr. Belloo sir. There ain't a man in all the world,--or--as you might say,--uni-verse, as is so proper as you to be the husband to our Miss Anthea--as was,--not nohow, Mr. Belloo sir. I wish you j'y, a j'y as shall grow wi' the years, an' abide wi' you always,--both on ye.
gpt
That is a very excellent thought Adam! said Bellew,
human
An' now, Mrs. Belloo mam, Adam concluded,