human
Why-ee!
gpt
Whose is it?
human
I should say, returned Harlan, after due deliberation,
gpt
After this, she said, slowly, her eyes wide with wonder,
human
Here's something on the back, he said.
gpt
Rebecca from Ebeneezer, cried Dorothy.
human
Oh, Harlan, it's ours! Don't you remember the letter said: 'my house and all its contents to my beloved nephew, James Harlan Carr'?
gpt
I remember,
human
; a grievous waste, indeed, when one already