human
You can all go away, cried Mrs. Dodd, shrilly.
gpt
There's two one-dollar bills here, two quarters, an' two nickels an' eight pennies. 'T aint nothin' to be fit over.
human
But the letter, suggested Mr. Perkins, hopefully.
gpt
Is there not a letter from dear Uncle Ebeneezer? Let us gather around the box in a reverent spirit and listen to dear Uncle Ebeneezer's last words.
human
You can read 'em, snapped Mrs. Holmes,