human
Yes, said Mr. Bintrey.
gpt
Yes. Ha, ha!
human
You like this forty-five year old port-wine?
gpt
Like it? repeated Mr. Bintrey.
human
Rather, sir!
gpt
It's from the best corner of our best forty-five year old bin,
human
Thank you, sir, said Mr. Bintrey.
gpt
It's most excellent.
human
And now, said Wilding, with a childish enjoyment in the discussion of affairs,
gpt
I think we have got everything straight, Mr. Bintrey.
human
Everything straight,
gpt
A partner secured--
human
Partner secured,
gpt
A housekeeper advertised for--
human
Housekeeper advertised for, said Bintrey,
gpt
My late dear mother's affairs wound up--
human
Wound up,
gpt
And all charges paid.
human
And all charges paid,
gpt
The mention of my late dear mother, Mr. Wilding continued, his eyes filling with tears and his pocket-handkerchief drying them,
human
I know the story.
gpt
My late dear mother, Mr. Bintrey, pursued the wine-merchant,
human
She had made up her mind, said Mr. Bintrey, again turning his wine on his palate,
gpt
An amused twinkle in his eyes pretty plainly added--
human
A devilish deal better than _you_ ever will!
gpt
said Mr. Wilding, sobbing as he quoted from the Commandments,
human
pursued Wilding, still with the same innocent catching in his breath, and the same unabashed tears,
gpt
with a fresh burst of honest affection,
human
Sad. But the common lot, Mr. Wilding, observed Bintrey.
gpt
At some time or other we must all be no more.
human
So now, Mr. Bintrey, pursued Wilding, putting away his pocket-handkerchief, and smoothing his eyelids with his fingers,
gpt
continued Wilding, becoming enthusiastic in his loquacity,