human
And when I see those wretched girls fluttering round Mr. Wilkins, I no longer turn up my 'aughty nose' (as old Mrs. Brooks used to say). I only think to myself, 'Heavens and earth! what an aching, empty life those young women must lead, if they are actually reduced for interest and amusement to the utterances of Mr. Wilkins!' They would have the pull of one though, if the utterances of Mr. Wilkins were the only utterances to be heard! Perish the thought of such beggary!
gpt
Where _did_ you come from? she exclaimed on one occasion.
human
One would suppose you had lived several lives; you seem to _know_ things in such a subtle, intimate fashion!