human
That chiffonnier's basket isn't hitched high enough, she remarked.
gpt
How could he tap his pick against the rim and make the rag fall into it if it's hitched only half-way up his back? And he's got the wrong sabots, and the wrong lantern; it's _all_ wrong.
human
Dear me! said Taffy, turning very red;
gpt
Ah! now you're cross! said Miss O'Ferrall.
human
Oh, maïe, aïe!
gpt
What nice teeth you've all three got. That's because you're Englishmen, I suppose, and clean them twice a day. I do too. Trilby O'Ferrall, that's my name, 48 Rue des Pousse-Cailloux!--pose pour l'ensemble, quand ça l'amuse! va-t-en ville, et fait tout ce qui concerne son état! Don't forget. Thanks all, and good-bye.
human
En v'là une orichinale,
gpt
I think she's lovely, said Little Billee, the young and tender.
human
Oh, heavens, what angel's feet! It makes me sick to think she sits for the figure. I'm sure she's quite a lady.