human
Woman, said Stephen Lorimer,
gpt
He caught her in his arms as youthfully as Jimsy might have done with Honor, and told her again, between kisses.
human
You lovely, silly, stubborn thing, kiss your wise husband once more in a manner expressive of your admiration for his unfailing sapience, and he will then, with surprising agility for one of his years, lope across the intervening lawn and tell James King that his son goes to Europe with us in June. He grinned back at her from the door.
gpt
You'll do your little worst to prevent it, my dear, that I know, but Jimsy King goes with us!
human
wrote Jimsy King,