human
No, Zak, no, she cried, running up the steps,
gpt
I have no fear of taking it myself whatever; but if I should happen to give it to you, I never should get over it.
human
Well, well, little un, the Lord knows best, Master Cripps answered, without repining too bitterly at this arrangement;
gpt
God bless you, Etty, for a brave good girl; and speed you home to Beckley. You want more sleep of nights, my dear; your cheeks are getting like a pillow-case. But excoose my mentioning of one thing, Etty; I be like a father to 'ee; don't 'ee have more than you can help to say to the great scholard, Master Hardenow.