human
Then--it was Ross? It was that unfilial and cruel son of an unknowing and innocent old man, just as I knew it to be? she shrilled excitedly, jumping to her feet and turning to Ross and seizing him by the shoulder as though she would tear him limb from limb.
gpt
Oh, _sacremento_! I knew it! I knew it! Wicked, cruel creature that you are! Ungrateful--beast----
human
One moment, he cried in a sharp staccato.
gpt
This lady is going to give trouble. Well, then, the moment can be delayed no longer. Constable--bring in your prisoner.
human
Oh, I cannot bear it any longer-- I cannot! I cannot! Then the door flashed open to admit of two policemen, who had slung between them the stooping figure of a man, closely handcuffed, and with a dark scrub of beard showing upon his unshaven chin. Came another scream; a boy's shrill voice lifted excitedly,
gpt
Uncle Antoni! followed by a scuffling of a man's footsteps. Cleek took a quick step forward in the midst of all the confusion, caught at someone's sleeve and held it in a grip like a vice, rapped out in a sharp voice,
human
Catch him, Dollops! Catch the beggar before he slips out through the open door and gives us the 'go-by'--the beastly blighter!