human
She was ramping and roaring yesterday afternoon and spitting black smoke at me. But when I coax her, she purrs sweet as any pussy-cat.
gpt
Soldier, eh? Well, he ain't one o' the 'onward' sort, is he? Fancy divined that Alfred would speak when the motor-'bus was delivered; and there were moments when she asked herself anxiously which of the two
human
You came nigh upsetting Mother, he told her.
gpt
Dang me, if she didn't think 'twas a biff at her.
human
I meant a lean soul.
gpt
Whatever may that be, dear?