human
Even yet, the churnin' not done and it goin' on to measure nine o'clock. Get to the dasher, lad, and tie this big apron round your neck. Then change that dirty shirt. That a child of mine should wear such filthy things. Pouf! you were always the torment; that is so.
gpt
Just the same, Angelique, dear, your eyes are shining like stars, and you are happier than you have been a single minute since that bad boy of yours paddled away in the night. If he's to churn I'm to sit beside him and hear all his long story first. Come on, Pierre! Oh! how good it is to have you back!