human
Don't do her justice at all, quoth Lionel;
gpt
And you pretend to paint! returned Vance, in great scorn, and throwing a cloth over his canvas.
human
To-morrow, Mr. Waife, the same hour. Now, Lionel, get your hat, and come away.
gpt
He'll do; he 'll do: I always thought so. Sophy turned:
human
Who'll do?--the young gentleman? Do what?
gpt
The young gentleman?-as if I was thinking of him! Our new companion; I have been with him this last hour. Wonderful natural gifts.
human
It is alive, then?
gpt
Alive! yes, I should think so.
human
I am very sorry; I know I shall hate it.
gpt
Tut, darling: get me my pipe; I'm happy.
human
Are you? then I am, and I will not hate it.