human
You've turned the child's head, said he,
gpt
Wife! said I, scared o' the very word.
human
What the devil shall I do with a wife, who am contented as I am? Also, it is not in her mind, nor in mine, who now are pleasant friends and comrades.... Also, I added,
gpt
And go a-hunting a mother for this same heir among the gilt-hats of New York, said Nick.
human
Which is your destiny, John Drogue, for like seeks like, and a yeoman is born, not made;--and wears his rings in his ears----
gpt
Have done! said I impatiently.
human
I _am_ of the soil! I love it! I love plowed land and corn and the smell of stables! I love my log house and my glebe and the smell of English grass!