human
Why do you not sit by me?
gpt
I can't, replied Benjamin.
human
Perhaps you may not see, but I do, my deceased wife is in the cab, and occupies the place on your left.
gpt
Sit on her,
human
I haven't the effrontery to do it,
gpt
Will you believe me, whispered the young lady, leaning over to speak to Mr. Woolfield,
human
I have seen Jehu Post hovering about the theatre door, wringing his white hands and turning up his eyes. I suspect he is running after the cab.