human
Poor papa is hurt by what Aunt Anna said, she declared, severely,
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I think as much of your father as you do, said she,
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Your aunt is ill, dear, said Mrs. Carroll, who always veered to the side of the attacked party, and who, moreover, seldom grasped sarcasm,
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she added,
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I don't see what she said that could have hurt Arthur's feelings. Just then Carroll passed the window towards the stable.
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There, she cried, triumphantly,
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No, I am not, said Charlotte, firmly.
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Papa did not like the way Anna spoke; he was hurt. It was cruel.
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That dear child is so sensitive and nervous, and she thinks so much of Arthur, Mrs. Carroll said.
gpt
Give me the pudding sauce, Marie.
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Aunt Anna did mean it was fortunate she had lost her appetite, because there wasn't enough to eat, he declared, in his sweet treble.
gpt
You ain't very sharp, Amy. She did mean that, and that was the reason papa went out. But it was true, too. There isn't enough to eat. I haven't had near enough pudding, and it is all gone. The dish is scraped. There is none left for Marie and Martin, either.
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I want no pudding,