human
You tell the girls to wash the cat for I'm coming out to-night.
gpt
Girls?--huh--girls? replied the Captain as he looked over his spectacles at Mr. Brotherton.
human
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahs from
gpt
C to C
human
Well, father--what's the news?
gpt
Well, replied the Captain, with some show of deliberation,
human
Mr. Brotherton, scoffed Ruth.
gpt
It's up to you two, she cried gayly in the midst of her eternal journey from
human
C to
gpt
C.
human
He never wears his Odd Fellows' pin unless he's been singing at an Odd Fellows' funeral, so that lets me out to-night.
gpt
Well, sighed Emma,
human
I don't know that I want him even if he has on his Shriner's pin. I just believe I'll go to bed. The way I feel to-night I'm so sick of children I believe I wouldn't marry the best man on earth.
gpt
Oh, well, of course, Emma, suggested the handsome Miss Morton,
human
Now Martha-- cried the elder sister,