human
Wish she wasn't mixed up in this outfit, he said to himself.
gpt
A girl like that! Perfectly ripping creature. By jing! put her alongside a man after her own heart--some decent fellow with the pluck to stand up against that wayward strain--and there might be a good deal of happiness knocking around for the pair of them. I suppose that ass Barraclough turned her down. Pretty hard to please. Wonder if he got away all right. Ripping scent she used. Coty, I believe, something Jacque Minot.