human
Sit down, sit down, man! urged Macauley, as his host rose to his feet.
gpt
We're waiting to see you enjoy this magnificent result of your cookery. It's the best steak I've had in a blue moon.
human
If you'll excuse me, I'm going to take mine in the office, Burns explained.
gpt
Can't leave my patient just yet.
human
Oh, I beg pardon!
gpt
He _is_ dippy, he said, solemnly.
human
No man in his senses would act like that.
gpt
You eavesdropper, what did you see?
human
I saw the worst-looking specimen of tramp humanity who has come under my observation for a year, with a bandage over one eye. He is sitting in that big chair with a plate and napkin in his lap, and his ugly mouth is full of beefsteak.
gpt
And isn't Red having any?
human
Not a smell. He's standing up by the chimney-piece, looking the picture of contentment--the idiot. But he modified his benevolent expression long enough to give me a glare, when he saw me looking in. That's the second glare I've had from him to-night, and I'm going home. I can't stand incurring his displeasure a third time in one day. Come, Martha, let's get back to our happy home--what there is left of it after the fray. We'll send over a plate of little cakes for the master of the house. A couple of dozen of them may fill up that yawning cavity of his. Of all the foolishness!
gpt
Marriage, said James Macauley, looking thoughtfully into his coffee cup, as he sat opposite his wife, Martha, at the breakfast-table,
human
What are you talking about? Martha inquired, with interest.
gpt
Ellen and Red? Red _is_ changed. I never saw him so dear and tractable.
human
Dear and tractable, is he? Have you happened to encounter him in the last twenty-four hours?
gpt
No. What's the matter? He and Ellen can't possibly have had any--misunderstanding? And if they had, they wouldn't tell you about it.
human
Well, they may not have had a misunderstanding, but if Ellen succeeds in understanding him through the present crisis she'll prove herself a remarkable woman. As near as I can make it out, Red is mad, fighting mad, clear through, with somebody or something, and he can no more disguise it than he ever could. I don't suppose it's with anybody at home, of course, but it makes him anything but an angel, there or anywhere else.
gpt
Where did you see him? Hush--Mary's coming!