human
Toddie, dear, don't you love Brother Budge?
gpt
Yesh,
human
Then you ought to be happy, said Budge,
gpt
Then _you's_ got to be bited with a fiss, said Toddie,
human
You're two naughty boys, said Mrs. Burton.
gpt
Is this the way you take care of your sick uncle?
human
exclaimed Toddie;