human
Hold on, roared the stage driver,
gpt
I don't want you to break your neck with me.
human
It's really here! cried Phronsie with wide eyes, standing quite still on a hummock of frozen snow, with her eyes riveted on the house.
gpt
It really is!
human
Oh! oh! Mamsie, do come!
gpt
Hum! I think, Jasper, you and I will let them alone for a few moments, said Mr. King, who was still within the stage.
human
Here, my good fellow, to Mr. Tisbett,
gpt
Yes, yes, sir, said Mr. Tisbett heartily.
human
Good land! Mis' Henderson had her boys come down airly this mornin' and make the fires; and there's a mighty sight of things to eat.
gpt
All very well. Now you may drive us down the road a bit,
human
Ain't goin' in?
gpt
Get up and drive us on, I say, commanded the old gentleman,