human
I know the hand which drew up that, said Mr. Hall, glancing at Miss Ainley, and smiling benignantly. His approbation was won at once. Boultby heard and deliberated with bent brow and protruded under lip. His consent he considered too weighty to be given in a hurry. Helstone glanced sharply round with an alert, suspicious expression, as if he apprehended that female craft was at work, and that something in petticoats was somehow trying underhand to acquire too much influence, and make itself of too much importance. Shirley caught and comprehended the expression.
gpt
This scheme is nothing, said she carelessly.
human
It is only an outline--a mere suggestion. You, gentlemen, are requested to draw up rules of your own.
gpt
Well, you are neither my wife nor my daughter, so I'll be led for once; but mind--I know I _am_ led. Your little female manœuvres don't blind me.
human
Oh! said Shirley, dipping the pen in the ink, and putting it into his hand,
gpt
(so she had dubbed the rector).
human
The ladies there are only to be our aides-de-camp, and at their peril they speak, till we have settled the whole business.