human
I hope it isn't true, Marjorie, what I hear?
gpt
What is that?
human
Three of those horrid bicycles passed me this afternoon close, whirling by at a furious pace. I had been to the Deanery, to tell Charity how sorry the Bishop was to miss her music. She wasn't in; and passing the garden entrance--the garden entrance--ah, I see it is true!