human
My table centres! The Turkish squares I bought at the Exhibition, and have never used! Wherever did they find them? while a little later came another cry, as the identity of the plush train made itself known,
gpt
My _portière_ from the drawing-room door! My beautiful _portière_--with the nice new lining! Oh, dear, dear! it's dragging about all over the dirty carpet! Don't sit on it, dear! For pity's sake, don't sit on it!
human
Mother! cried Esther, in a deep tone of remonstrance; but Portia was unconscious of interruption. The other actors held their books in their hands, and, for the most part, read their speeches; but Peggy trusted entirely to memory, and sighed and yawned over the denunciation of her lovers, with evident satisfaction to herself as well as to the beholders. Nerissa read her part